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Ayo this ya boy Troy checkin' in right, yuh
from the soul
Ayo, on this joint right man we
"Out to just break it to you man
Just the transition to a man, this from the heart
some of y'all gone have to go through man
Everybody on the sound of my voice, this the soul
Everything be cool man, from boys to men

No one to me, I'm not here lonely
Childhood still wid my homies
I days when I blazed up on the hill
Not knowin' wud the would hold, just kept it real

We ridin' on the 'Lac with the boys to other
We catch 'em at dey football and act a fool
And everybody know my name, Michael Troy
We made all them bullies respect Boy

I got my folks worried, I'm everyday
I ain't tell 'em and caught the train' to the A
The Point Station, supreme location
I'm only 15, tho at the lil'

No one to me, I'm all alone
no one to cry on
I need shelter the rain, to ease the pain
Changing boys to men

I've done seen stabbings, I've done shooting's
done seen a robbery, I've done seen two
But I even 15, so when I turn 16
Im'ma get dat chrome thing wid da

My team was da crew, like juice
The type of niggas on our side do, who was the
I bet them killaz on his side game
other nigga from the southside, was lame

My name is Stone, Charlestown to the
Lil' Wayne and Scooby, we MCM and Gucci
I'm nine years old, nigga let me touch a Uzi
I wanted to kill, like I saw up in the movie

No wonder one of my friend shot in his head
Playin' wid the gun under his mothers bed
Don't wanna call his name too tough, we'll him Fred
We watch my while he bled, when we was young

No one to guide me, I'm all
no one to cry on
I need shelter from the rain, to the pain
Changing boys to men

Lord, we be tryin' hard, God watchin' over us
Mama told me "baby dun be to school cuttin' up"
Did I listen, hell naw, listen let me ya'll
Streets mamas only into eight-ball

Errywhere I go, know I speak that poetry
See my Chilouette like I'm Alfred Hitchcock and they it's me
Bottom met a lot of niggaz on the grind
Getting dimes

they ass, escape the scene like I committed the crime
A friend of mine, rap he doing illegal business
18-Wheeler, Fed, X, bricks, did wid
He smoke and dipped'em drunk Crys and get to beating his bitches

Them bitches though, come straight back
they get through strippen
I'm outta' town, next to the church see his brotha cryin'
Told me his brotha killed himself, I said you lyin'
He put the gun to his mouth and his brain' out
He couldn't handle this goddamn that we sang 'bout

No one to me, I'm all alone
no one to cry on
I need shelter from the rain, to ease the
from boys to men