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When I was a young nigga you were my idol
Still you left me for pussy, this shit just in cycles
Man a shame, gotta watch your path when the ones that guide you
Wish I could be more two-facested, cause shit, I look like you
Heart on my sleeve, was five and watched my momma cry
You her eye cause you was snaking, had her wrapped in lies
All I could think was rapid fire, blasting nines
Go ask for God, I pray the pastor got some slacks size
So asinine, my no different, we were you and living poor
Used to beat my brother cause you said the wasn't yours
As my niggas get all the shit that my momma afford
Man she still addicted cause you her to the raw
Eddie Kane, how you came just singing that some old song
empty 20/20, put some hair up on your balls lil nigga
This shit just hurts my heart, tryna a perfect picture
no filter for these thoughts,
And I just want my

I'm praying for help
And wonder why I stay to myself
No daddy titles, lables'll get you placed on a shelf
Aye, who gon the shots
When I this game to myself
I'm on the rise, just know son is raising himself
I wrote this song so I you
I start then there's my blessing
Feel sorry for my sister, hope karma doesn't catch her
Your blood is through my veins
Still crying tears thick enough to away the pain
Why should I answer call
screaming "I can't wait to grow up"
Man you said you was on way
But you ain't show up
That's fucked up, my shoes up
Wish I could say I your steps
But never that, the hood us
Trust shit is hard and now I need a challenge
But all these unstable homes a nigga unbalanced
Peep how I up my feelings
How could I be so
These are the long-term effects of dealing your absence
Now you wanna be a nigga?

Yeah, this, uh
I made your shit hard,
and all that shit you saw I did to your
We never our way,
it chased us at odds, are the dangers I've caused
You kept your distance, me, then placed up a wall, face it
Our love's a and I pray i ace it tomorrow; wasted
alcohol kicks in
I get the to face all the things that I resent
Wish I could try again, but no saint,
please don't I'm pointing fingers nigga
'Cause attempts are so genuine, I'm so anxious
And dying, your trying to make while I'm here
Hungry for my nigga, don't feed me this fear
Just let me know you get this call
every second you let pass
I get to God
I lost my heart

Hey Nick, this is your May.
I'm just calling to tell you that your dad this morning
It's a big to swallow,
But stay and give me a call when you get up
you