[Chorus]
How can you just leave me standin'
alone in a world that'sso cold
maybe I'm just too demandin'
maybe I'm just like my father toobold

maybe I'm just like my mother
she's never satisfied
why do wescream at each other
this is what it sounds like when thugscry

[Verse 1]

(yo) First off I got a seed comin'
so Iwon't even front like I don't need nothin'
dependin' on record sales for meto see
somethin'
but if that fall back how the fuck I'm supposed to feedlittle Budden
I been to jail before
I been a bum before

but a niggaain't never had a son before
I dealt with caine and fire
I done bangedwith fighters
but I ain't never changed
a diaper
I ain't ready
eversince I signed niggas been on my back
like mouse what up, when I'm gettin' onthe track
and
so the hood hates me
figured they be much kinder like Joecongradulations and we comin' right behind ya
everybody in the
hood Idap
says I'm responible for everybody in the hood that raps
they don'tlike how I do shit
say I changed
I'm the
same nigga that ya'll went tohigh school with
after all these years I'm still the same drug addict
andit's fucked up I'm
sober with them same drug habits
I still pinch, thief,con and lie, rob, shoot
difference now is I ain't high
Cats isafter
me
atleast I got a crew to warn me
I don't like walkin' aroundwith this 32 on me
atleast my mans is real
atleast my
family'sthere
is it worth rappin'
the answers yeah but I don'tknow...

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[Verse 2]

yo I'm asurvivor
I seen darker days
a mama's boy with my father's ways
but Ihad to see my mom in tears
when pop went
to the store for them newportsthat he must ain't find in years
my little brother lives in the samestate
I ain't know
that
I got a little brother
I didn't knowthat
see I was never told that
if so I'd of been at the door with abasketball
and a kodak
love my baby moms to death
she don't believethat
shit I ain't never there for her to see that
don't wanna
lose mywiz
beggin' her to do this bid
not jail but this music shit
and I knowyour family hate me but we come far
just
us against the worldunarmed
me and my girlfriend
come a time when your mind ain't right andyou (??)
and you get used
to not being used to
I'm cool with where thelord placed me
but I hold my heat and pray I never have to take itoff
safety
I pray for all my niggas pinchin' on the curb
Jersey Citywill get the recognition it deserves
I pray for my son,
he'll have geneslike me
pray that he don't have to go through everything like me
pray toGod to bring out the things I
never knew I had in me
the rest of my momand dad in me (uh huh)

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