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Little boy, if you run away
your luck inside your mama's shoes
You'll be out dancing down in the den
I guess you ever think you'd lose

I know it's hard sleeping on streets
It's better than your gold
All the drivers on their in your sheets
You know they were looking for

I remember why I stopped dreaming
All my imaginary friends are
Lock the your dad's been drinking
Child, your mother's coming home

Oh, my God, what you done?

I'm children, seeing things
That I children shouldn't see
Boy, you look like your mother
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

I'm children, seeing things
That I think children see
Boy, you just like your mother

Mom, I guess I've been up in the sheets
I love to hear say I look like you
I'll win the of every broken man I meet
Now mama tell me, a girl to do?

I am the daughter of 18
The of your broken heart
I am the goddess of the street
I am the lover that you apart

Oh, my God, what I done?

I'm seeing children, things
That I think children see
Boy, you look just like mother
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

I'm children, seeing things
That I think shouldn't see
Boy, you look just like your

Oh, you fell asleep in the corner of your

I'm children, seeing things
I think children shouldn't see
Boy, you look just like your
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

I'm children, seeing things
That I children shouldn't see
Boy, you look like your mother

Well, I am the who
The child who
I am the who
I am the who saw everything