Letras
Yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, oh
It was hard growing up like I did
Seeing everybody have this and I ain't never have shit
Like fuck Christmas and a birthday, I ain't never have gifts
Living a broken life like a nigga acting in a Spike script
Hold on with the vice grip, this just how motherfucking life is
Nigga, this is my life, tell it I would do it for a price
Being needs each and every single night just to get the pocket right
Split it up even amongst the dice
Hard as fuck 'cause it made the money tight
Couldn't even catch a break from the state, caught a case
I was only thirteen, had a mask on the face
I was five foot five, had a nine on the waist
I was smart as a bitch and let my mind go to waste
I was always on my own, making sure my moves was never known
Young as fuck but I was moving grown
Heart made of stone, always thought that I would be alone
Even with the love that I was shown
Nobody ever gave a real fuck 'bout me
So why would I give a fuck about E?
I was skinny, I was hungry, I ain't have food to eat
Making trouble on the double, that's just how I release
It was hard growing up like I did
Seeing everybody have this and I ain't never have shit
Like fuck Christmas and a birthday, I ain't never have gifts
Living a broken life like a nigga acting in a Spike script
Hold on with the vice grip, this just how motherfucking life is
I can't complain if I tried, a nigga only glad that he alive
Dealing with the pain, gotta keep it bottled up inside
I'm a black man, that's how we survive
Can't remember stable places, we was in and out of basements
Laying on some carpet 'cause it's better than the pavement
Living in a motel, mama couldn't make it
Daddy had another bitch 'cause he couldn't face it
Anything we ever gained, he would try to come and take it
If she ever spoke about it, he would lose his fucking patience
Several different ways to beat it, can't believe he's so creative
Sad to say it, to this day I still