Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry
Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die
Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,
Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees
Till the game`s over they are still watching me
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's
Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress
The father went and knelt down and said can you find it in your heart to forgive me
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
And even if i'm broke, dog
Deep in your heart, know that you fought
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