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Ain't nobody coming to feed you baby
Are you hungry?
Got wars on the Northside shots go
Never was reppin just poor
Broke down apartment 1 floor
No friend on my block only guest a roach
Never gripped chrome but the raid let it spray
Childhood sheltered cause my mama was afraid
Didn't want the streets watching Arthur everyday
Praying no bullet hit the couch where I lay for my fate
Got a million reasons why I gotta make it
Got a million reasons why I gotta make it
Got a million reasons why I gotta make it make it
Got a million reasons why I gotta make it
Got a million reasons why I gotta make it
Got a million reasons why I gotta make it make it
All hand me downs, never knew clothing lines
Kids targeting me, 0 ppl by my side
I was 10 years contemplating suicide
Channel 9 was the only thing keeping me alive
And the black kids claiming that I wannabe white
And the white kids joking bout my skin & our plight
28 & I know both of em wasn't right
And there's only 1 me so I'll go for what I like I'm hungry
Got a million reasons why I gotta make it
Got a million reasons why I gotta make it
Got a million reasons why I gotta make it make it
Got a million reasons why I gotta make it
Got a million reasons why I gotta make it
Got a million reasons why I gotta make it make it
Gotta make it now
Gotta make it now
When I get it no Diddy, can't take dat now
All my life I dealt with blending in crowds
Necks cramp, jaws drop when I open my mouth
Little shy boy Abe grew up and got loud
Imma King right here, I'll declare my crown
Cause they tried to belittle like I'm not ornamental
iPad or a pencil, bars straight from the mental
Every word sentimental I don't need to pay you to write about the shit I been thru
I came face to face with myself in the mirror see it clearly
I got more people that don't wanna hear me