Letras
Look, this is my life, a story from a youngin tryna make it out the cold streets
Raised in a world where you gotta be strong, this ain't no place for the weak
Look, growing up was tough, raised in a family with no father figuring the picture
Had to learn things the hard way, the struggle was real
But I never gave up, kept on being strong for my moms
The only person who was there for me since the start
Never gave up on me, kept my mind straight
Look moms, I gotta say, I appreciate you so much for everything you done
You the best mother a son could ask for, you know you always got love from your son
I wasn't the best, but I kept on going, tryna make a better picture for my brothers and sister
Tryna make it up for all the problems I caused, I was lost in a world of hate
Till one day, I stood up and joined the gangs, Red flag on the left side, BCN is a set
But my mother didn't like the shit I was doing
From kicking it with homies to catching my first stripe
That's when I knew, that this life ain't no joke
I was 14, first time I done smoked
Tryna be a better son for my moms, but this life's so hard
I caused nothing but trouble, pops walked back in my life
He was always hard on me, but I gotta say
Thanks pops, taught me how to be strong, you only wanted the best for me
Mama opened my eyes, she said mijo you need to change
The gang's on the way to live
Do you think I wanna see you dead up in a coffin
Since that day, I've been changing my ways
Being the better son my mom deserved