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[Verse 1]
As a child I felt lonely and helpless Low cash from a neighborhood wealthless I`ll stick a wino, and rob him for his last penny Happy days around my way we didn`t find many Momma said that I was outta line talkin smack Extension cords to this young nigga`s black back A juvenile, thirteen, now I`m locked up Scared to cry, I don`t wanna get fucked up Fifty push ups a strain on my young chest I paint the pictures that I pose for a sleeveless I see my momma only supervised when she cry She said my baby brother`s comin he aint far behind Somebody tell me how I ended up like this I wait for God to give me strength, I`ma fight this I refuse to bend down cuz I`m young and wild Do or die that`s this young nigga`s rough style They`ll never find me CHORUS: Searchin to find me [4X] My soul will be free before they find me [Verse 2] I hit the street full grown, momma`s gone now Had a heart attack I`m living on my own now My black boots and my state green all I own And a burning desire for a microphone I see my little man Tiah bless me wit a burner Any coincidence I`m feeling like Nat Turner Twenty stick ups in thirty days they see me comin Everybody on the block duck and start runnin A old lady told me baby boy calm down But like in Vietnam war I got to bomb now My cash was up a little somethin, somethin, takin shake I blasted reddie at the weedgate and took his papes Cuz I done came a long way, in a short time And I`m willing to die tryin to get mine Alotta niggas think I`m cool wit `em, guess what Them niggas in for a shock cuz I`m fucked up You`ll never find me CHORUS [Verse 3] I got a little crew now I`m selling weight White mickeyed out Navigator, tight straight I got the butter soft seats watch a video Stag a lee, everybody in the city knows I make my rounds and I`m checkin how my work`s moving Shit is picking up nice, life is improving I got the baddest bird in Brooklyn, she six months She keep a eye on my whole house, my youngsters I got my honey on the side she don`t know about I`m on my way to see her now, I`m a blow her out I pull up to see her standing in the door waiting Shorty fine like a porn star masturbating She said, "Daddy are you hungry, would you like to eat Would you let me rub your back, can I kiss your feet" I told her, "Baby make the bed cuz I need rest" She sucked me down until I fell asleep, God bless I see my momma with my eyes closed, kinda strange Time to wake up and touch something, outta range White clouds with the softness I hear the music What the hell is going on here I`m `bout to lose it Momma why you talking to me like you right here She said, "Son you outta focus now, come clear" She said, "Your life`ll be a milestone for everyone Because your layin in the bed that you made son" Look how they found me CHORUS
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