[Verse 1: xelA7th]
I remember waking up, 6:15, to get to that bus stop
In the back they loud as hell
I’m like “What the fuss ‘bout?”
Algebra would kick my ass
But you know I passed it
Girl I like just hit me up
I’m feelin’ fantastic
Back home, write a song, sent it through
Got it, got it
Sent it back with vocals laid
I think this one gon’ get us paid
Long road to that but I was a believer
They would say for my age I was quite the overachiever
I would sing into that mic and think my lyrics was so clever
And ya boy thought he was so cute, thought I could get whoever
I ain’t know my world was ‘bout to flip upside down
Friends in my life left was nowhere to bе found
I felt so out of bounds
At the school they ain’t likе my type
Tight pants, skater shoes in the midst of J’s and Foamposites
And on top of that, I felt like I ain’t have no guidance with my group of friends
That’s how I knew it was the end
I’m movin’ on
[Chorus: R.F. Tres]
Uh, this the tale of the tape
Battling my old ways, pray I get home safe
I don’t mind to get chewed out or booed off stage
My confidence was at its peak when no attention was paid
We even had some rainy days and no money was saved
They told us throw it all away like what we do is a phase
This the road less traveled
Every obstacle is tackled
’Til my body’s in the gravel I’ma rattle everybody’s cage
[Verse 2: xelA7th]
Questions would arise
I wonder if I follow lies
I tried to open my third eye ‘cause I saw myself as an Indigo
Back when in my ears all I had was Jaden and Willow
CTV2 had hella plays on my phone
And the casuals would always listen to that PCH
Wanted to hit the Winter Formal but could never get a date
If I could tell myself anything I’d just say follow your road
Live and you learn
Sometimes you fall or get burned
Might be on top of the world or maybe down on your luck
But you won’t enjoy how you livin’ later if you give up
It’s so much stuff you ain’t seen and even more you ain’t done
Trust and believe that all these songs you make are helping someone
Just like the ones you played would do for you
Work until you see it through
Treat people with kindness and please always keep it honest
Don’t be afraid to love because of hurt you recently felt
I know the pain but trust me when I saw you’ll find someone else
[Chorus]
Uh, this the tale of the tape
Battling my old ways, pray I get home safe
I don’t mind to get chewed out or booed off stage
My confidence was at its peak when no attention was paid
We even had some rainy days and no money was saved
They told us throw it all away like what we do is a phase
This the road less traveled
Every obstacle is tackled
’Til my body’s in the gravel I’ma rattle everybody’s—
[Bridge: xelA7th]
Had enough false promises from ones who’s close to me
You would think they’d be the main supporters like they s’posed to be
I done been through all the bad times, been through all the sad times
Those too small of words to really put into perspective what I’m seein’ on this journey
They be actin’ like they heard me but can’t even give a quote
Don’t know singles, am I worthy?
I can’t go to shows without a rapper saying we should work as a conversation filler
Nah, I’m good, I been too realer, uh
[Verse 3: R.F. Tres]
I remember writing Start to Finish, pinning all my lyrics
“Story of My Life” was honest
Had no time to find a gimmick
Or go try to sell an image like I’m busy drug dealing
Bitch I’m livin’ at my momma’s house, staring at the ceiling
Visioning my future, can’t be dwelling on the past
Counted on myself even when I hated math
Me against the world
I promise to bet a thousand and come out the other side
My faith can move mountains
All negativity rolled off my shoulders
Maturity done settled in, Rob you gettin’ older
Was fired from the gas station, sleepin’ on the clock
Couldn’t smell what I was cookin’, was destined to be The Rock
Destined to meet Barack
Invested like I’m a stock
Find you a deadly weapon
You’ll never be battle tested as I
Tres and X it’s time to get on the road again
And if I die a legend let me lamp in the Smithsonian
Tres
