Letras
If I could start from scratch
I wouldn't change shit
Same hospital bed that you left me in
That was 92 but I don't blame you
Shooting up dope that a firefighter gave you
I mean would the story be as special
Could you connect with me like you do
Would I hold on as strong
cause a **** got abandonment issues
But maybe that doesn't hinder me
Maybe you gone remember me
What if I had nothing to tell you
And **** killing **** is what I was tryna sell you
What if I never had to struggle
And never got the I love you's
That kept a **** afloat
I probably wouldn't of ran into Deja and said hello
I probably wouldn't of told her my story
And let her know
I ain't never open up to nobody like that before
I probably wouldn't of had a child with you
Cause I was seriously a child with you
but if I didn't go through it
How would I know how to do it
How would I know how to treat a woman
How would I know the signs
If I should run for the hills or should I make you mine
Fuck it I'ma try the fam thing one more time
Cause I never had it
Never knew where dad was
Never knew what sad was
I just bottled all this shit up
But I still wouldn't change nothing
Use to put the S on my belt buckle
I told ima get the hood tatted on both knuckles
You rode me on the handle bars
Fuck Hollywood put name in a star
Right there on Manchester Blvd
A statement for all the **** that came before me
And every single life loss told a different story
I had one shot and made it bitch I'm Robert Horry
But that don't tell story
Moms carried me for nine months just to abort me
But that don't tell the story
Cause I beat every odd
I beat every hand that ever had a single hand or card stacked against me
Look around to see who still with me
Shit get iffy
Trigger finger really itchy
I got trauma
I got brothers that ain't come from my momma
And I got family that ain't really family on my momma
I got tears that done dried up
Homies in a line up
You point em out it's wrap
Blaze can vouch for me that
Cap can vouch for me that
Weez can vouch for me that
I been the same ****
Since garage was the Stu
Drove the 323Ci **** where the fuck was you
Written By: Wendell James Hayden