An ordinary cat from outer projects
Since I was younger though
Mom raised her children
Pops dipped a long time ago
In my mind I see flashbacks
I had no fancy clothes
Skinny ugly knotty head nigga
Crying with a snotty nose
Even though my father neglect
He pay the child support
Hadn't seen him all these years
I hug his ass in court
Always saying I'm coming to get you
And I be waiting too
Holiday and birthday presents
Was never coming through
Remember at the age 13
I started smoking weed
Hanging out with cats that was older
Start to run the street
Dropped out of high school
Selling drugs impressing chicks
Spent most my cheddar on gear
My man was buying whips
New York Jamaican Miami niggaz
Flooded Virginia quick
Cause signing work only if buying
Prices was high as shit
Remember when I first got hit
I seen the iron spit
50 cash bent in one corner bleeding
Where pellet hit
My man shawn
He held on strong
Slug burn through his lower back side
Crack his spine exit his arm
Lost him twice on the hospital table
And when he died I cried my eyes out
I couldn't take it damn damn
But the same things continued to happen
Niggaz got bust
I'm a kid with a grown man's mind turning corrupt
Playing innocent in front of my elders
I was running with them cats that be robbing too
I couldn't tell them
If my name was up in any type trouble
My moms would tell me
Just like you brothers into some shit
Go get a job or something
Just a little bum on the street
Not working hard for nothing
Scratch I made when I was pumping
I'm here to offer something
Making sure the crib stay tight
For real I wasn't no dummy
Tell me where you getting this money
I wash a car be lying
Saying anything sides drugs selling
My sister seen me on the block
Transact with fiends
Be saying I'm tell it
Growing up was hell no doubt
I wonder where was heaven
Now I'm a grown man
Still it's like life dealt me the wrong hand
Cat's that was my man be fronting
Or either found dead
Sound said incarcerated just turned a new Dad
Remembering them long ten months

From slinging crack bags
Mom put me out with the quickness
Carry your black ass
I'm still coming back to the crib
Oh so you back yeah
May I just came to holler to see how you doing
Nothings changed after all these years
Still hustle for some gear smoke weed
Still drink beers
I tell you from my heart
Yo times I'm like yeah
I wonder if heaven was a place in this planet
Youd find me right there