If i told a story, wud you
1] Day one, a young girl She a livin in the world of the dead and father addicted to the holy water That her real mother, that ain't her real father
This time brendas got a baby and she of it Straight threw her in an overcrowded oven Another one gone, so im pourin She live her own life, so im livin mine
Nickel or dime, life is a is a poem, life is a bind All of us lust, all of us cry Love and trust, its hard to
Heres a kid growin up in the winds Drugs, and had em at ten At 22 he pulled a 22 on his He messed around full loaded let the win
Ninety three, the i was born G Years still livin like its ninety Ninety three, the i was born G later still livin like its ninety
2] They em nine to three, i mean three to nine Was stackin up gettin racks, now hes doin He'd rather see his baby then to walk in a Extortion,puffin purp just crime
Collect to his baby momma, silly drama She out to live wit her grandmomma Twenty five to life, for livin in Little son devilish ways, in shame
He couldn't maintain the drug game and do the thang Ended up gettin ambushed by his kain Cocaine, bloodshed no His daughter a friend no sign of empathy
Its funny cuz he had his girl he was thirteen Lil kids livin the life of billie He got three kids, but one his all he ever knew, his father never cared to give
Ninety three, the i was born G Years later still livin its ninety Ninety three, the year i was G Years later still like its ninety
3] His daughter up claimin bein a gang banger East side no lie i can feel her ta tat, got it tatted on her back Robbin banks, bank now her pockets fat
Took from the wrong person, hit on her life She'd rather be a mom or a house wife She quit doin wrong, now she doin Then everything came true in her life
She good got a degree and became a doctor No prostitution the couldn't get any softer She got a now the womans makin six figures Baby daddy didn't get his way, go
Domestic violence she ran shoulda stopped She her keys peelt quick drove around the block Stopped at a red light with the unlocked She went to her old hood ended up shot
Ninety three, the year i was G later still livin like its ninety Ninety three, the year i was G Years still livin like its ninety
4] Her little girl no emotion she refused Her mommy she couldn't cry she just watched her Her daughter, became a not a doctor The difference is,she chose to live proper