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my momma broke ha bck fa me workin inda fields
n i broke ha back mo when i was lurkin inda field
from playin onda playgrounds, ta playin w ma steel
growin up in ma city thangs started gettin real
she came to da states w/ ma brothas n ma sisters
landed on da 12 right by blue center
we was broke but happy w/ da lul da we had
man it’s like life waz so simple inda past
but time pass n i had fun a lot
it became second nature js ta run frm cops
da streets took me under nd i love da block
den ma momma started trippin off ha son a lot
but listen i was gettin money when i plugged da knocks
wasn’t much buh enough plus i love da thought
i cud finally afford all da stuff i want
cuz growin up brown n broke we wud want a lot
man
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now i gotta red flag hangin , stolen pistol aimin
dickies, chuck taylors n kickin it wit gangstas
kicked outta skoo now ma house is gettin raided
ma mommas gettin worried cuz ha son is gettin aimless
she told me tu no intentes y yo no se porque
de porta stan mal y ya ceo no te cree
siempre en la cárcel lita twallo de la piel
se mira muy mal mijo ya porta de bien
buh i waz hard headed
so i didnt listen , i looked up ta ogs tryna get in where i fit in
palms always bitchen , fingas always twistin
i got what i wanted so i made ma way to prison
my momma came ta visit jus ta say goodbye
i neva felt ha pain but i seen it in ha eyes
neva made my momma happy buh i won’t deny I TRIED
instead i made ha age w/ da tears i made ya cry damn ..
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now every facial feature i got it from ma father
buh every ounce of game i have i got it from ma mother
ya see im grindin hard son ya betta grind harda
used ta get my ass whooped when i would give
da bitch sun problems
she’d tell me “ i’m sorry when i’d hit ya wit da belt, nd i couldn’t afford all da things ya liked to wear buh my money went ta bills nd da food up onda shelf otherwise we wud still be in apartments onda 12”
buh momma yaint gotta worry boutta damn thing
all da things i put ya thru dats a damn shame
more focused on da way i let ma flag hang
caught up inda mix jus fa livin on dis landscape
so i’m sorry when i’d make ya leave work
nd all da tears i made ya shed on ya t shirt
cudnt sleep stayed up nd prayed till yo knees hurt
now i gotta be smooth since annalise birthed
