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As a I felt lonely and helpless
Low cash from a neighborhood
stick a wino, and rob him for his last penny
Happy days around my way we find many
Momma said that I was outta talkin smack
Extension cords to this nigga's black back
A juvenile, thirteen, now I'm up
Scared to cry, I don't get fucked up
Fifty ups a strain on my young chest
I paint the pictures that I pose for a
I see my only supervised when she cry
She said my baby brother's comin he ain't far
tell me how I ended up like this
I wait for God to give me strength, fight this
I refuse to down 'cause I'm young and wild
Do or die that's young nigga's rough style
They'll find me

Searchin to find me
My will be free before they find me

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I hit the full grown, momma's gone now
Had a attack I'm living on my own now
My black boots and my green all I own
And a burning desire for a
I see my little man bless me wit a burner
Any coincidence I'm feeling nat turner
Twenty stick ups in days they see me comin
Everybody on the duck and start runnin
A old lady told me baby boy down
But in vietnam war I got to bomb now
My cash was up a little somethin, somethin, takin
I blasted reddie at the weedgate and his papes
I done came a long way, in a short time
And I'm willing to die to get mine
Alotta think I'm cool wit 'em, guess what
niggas in for a shock 'cause I'm fucked up
You'll never me

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I got a crew now I'm selling weight
White out navigator, tight straight
I got the butter soft seats a video
Stag a lee, in the city knows
I make my rounds and I'm how my work's moving
Shit is picking up nice, is improving
I got the bird in brooklyn, she six months
She a eye on my whole house, my youngsters
I got my honey on the she don't know about
I'm on my way to see her now, I'm a her out
I pull up to see her standing in the waiting
fine like a porn star masturbating
She said, "daddy are you hungry, you like to eat
Would you let me rub your back, can I your feet"
I told her, "baby make the bed I need rest"
She sucked me down until I fell asleep, God
I see my momma my eyes closed, kinda strange
Time to wake up and something, outta range
White clouds the softness I hear the music
What the hell is on here I'm 'bout to lose it
Momma why you talking to me like you here
She said, "son you outta now, come clear"
She said, "your life'll be a for everyone
Because your layin in the bed you made son"
Look how found me