Real (Remix Challenge) (ZERO REMIX)

[Hook] Zero in the game, ridin’ through the pain, Seattle raised, never break, skkkkrrtttt! From the bottom to the top, two boys callin’ me pops, Life tried to knock me down, but I bounce back, never stop! Tears on the steering wheel, rain on the glass when it drops, Heart full of cracks but I still circle the block, I can’t flop. [Hook – Alt] Zero in the rain, hydroplanin’ through the shame, city nights, broken frame, skkkkrrtttt! Every scar on my soul, every loss that I got, still I roll, still I rock, I’m alert. From the alleys to the hilltops, echo when the beat knock, I’m the pain that you feel when the real talk, tick‑tock. [Verse 1] Born in the biker club haze, moms and pops on that white, Neglected young zero, forced to grow up overnight, Homeless streets callin’, drugs, abuse—physical, verbal, mental grind, But I pushed through the fire, graduated high school with my mind on the grind. Livin’ in my whip, deliverin’ pizzas for that paper stack, Cheatin’ shorty hit me left, multitudes of times, had to bounce, no lookin’ back. Nights in the driver seat, cold air cuttin’ my chest, Used the hoodie as a blanket, used the tears as a vest. Stomach talkin’ to my ribs, but the pride never spoke, Had to laugh through the hurt just to hide that I’m broke. [Pre‑Hook] They ain’t see me in the dark when the hope got thin, Only saw me when I smiled, never knew I was spendin’ Every drop of my faith on a wish and a prayer, Every mile in that bucket felt like climbin’ the stairs. [Verse 2] Best friend gone on my birthday, trunk burned to ash, dental records ID, That murder hit different, zero dove deep in the drugs tryna hide, But a new queen came through, got her pregnant, said “nah, not for my seeds,” Kicked the dope cold, stayed ten years, proposed with a ring, felt free. Then cancer hit me hard, two weeks later she ghosted on a plane, Turned to the bottle tryna numb it, but that ain’t the way, zero learned the game. Sittin’ in the clinic with the IV drip, Phone dry, no text, just a tight closed fist. Thought love ran deep, found out it ran thin, She was gone ‘fore the meds even settled in. I was screamin’ at the sky, askin’ “what I do wrong?” Got a tube in my arm, but my heart beat strong. If they measure me in L’s, I’m a hundred feet tall, Every time that I collapse, I still answer the call. [Bridge] Real ain’t the chain or the car or the flame, Real is wakin’ up alone but rememberin’ your name. Real is facin’ every demon that be stalkin’ your brain, Tellin’ both of my boys, “You ain’t never to blame.” [Verse 3] Buried in two jobs, hustlin’ overtime, took in a so-called friend, He robbed me blind, slapped felony harassment on my name—first charge ever, damn! But I ain’t lettin’ nothin’ fold me, zero stand tall in these Seattle streets, Two boys love me, call me dad, that’s the fuel in my tank, can’t be beat. From biker chaos to the trunk flames, through the cheats and the cancer leave, I’m still here grindin’, Washington state 4 life, on gang, watch me breathe! Cuffs on my wrist had my sons in my mind, Like, “If I disappear, who gon’ teach y’all to grind?” System tryna label me a villain, I refuse, I’m too busy turnin’ every wound into fuel. If I cry, it’s ‘cause I’m carryin’ more weight than a truck, If I smile, it’s ‘cause we made it when they bet we were stuck. I been walkin’ on the glass of my past bare feet, But I bleed on the beat, make the whole world weep. [Hook – Final] Zero in the game, ridin’ through the pain, Seattle raised, never break, skkkkrrtttt! From the bottom to the top, two boys callin’ me pops, Life tried to knock me down, but I bounce back, never stop! If the rain ever fall, let it drum on my loss, Turn my heartbreak into rhythm, let it drip, let it drop. [Outro] Zero, you a warrior, homie, keep pushin’ for them lil’ kings, G-funk soul in these veins, turn that pain to platinum rings, skkkkrrtttt! Seattle never fold, zero rise up, story told—keep it ten toes till I get old and my voice get slowed and even then hopefully my boys remember their daddy never went cold hearted, that he flipped the script stood in the flames and stayed their daddy till the day he departed.... And if they play this when I’m gone, let the hook still ring, Let ‘em feel every tear that I hid in these strings. Let ‘em know that bein’ real ain’t about bein’ the hardest, It’s about lovin’ through the darkness till your very last harvest.