untitled
Being known in the street is good cause I am unique. Getting respect and moving fast in the fastlane will get me paid.
Even though I'm only 18 and I should seek a legit job
It feels good puttin bread in my pocket
stackin racks til my eyes bleed
And my needs match my wants
And my moms get her needs
But displeased with my actions
She's worried I might get shot or murdered
I told her it's okay
I got you, I got us
I'm the man of the house
That means I'm a bread winner
Puts the food on the table
Stands strong
And protects all
But I guess I'm not much of a man cause a man comes from another man
And I haven't had the right guidance
So I guess I'll pass
Sometimes it brings tears to my eyes when I think of all the wrong doings that harm my life
I'm not a bad kid
But if the others can see
pass my misery
I would be a better person
If I had more supporters to like me and except me for me
maybe I won't compete
maybe I won't run the streets
If you could just see my future and disregard my past
maybe then I'll be a man
Holding responsibilities down to the 'T'
My wife won't ever have to bother me.
Stackin paper to get paper
Satisfying my fam and myself
Mostly myself
Some say I'm cocky
That I must admit
I love spending time and energy on me
'Cause I can't go a day without thinking about me first
it's the least I can do. Love myself before somebodyelse tries to
If I don't love myself first I wouldn't know how to
Explore relationships and obtain love
'Cause I wanna be that loving person
Having love for every individual
Respecting one another
Helping one another
Guiding one another
And protecting one another
I wish I could be stronger.
I wish my destiny would lead me to positivity.
I'm tired of being negative
Ye, if only they could see
What I could see
A better me
In a changed place
If only they could believe.