A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Eleven years old why so young. is this gods plan for me,
All up under the covers day
Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play
Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block
A young teen near the fiends is strapped, a cocked glock,
She pulled away and i kissed her, she said you know we still have tonight,
My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight
She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed
But he is still 16 years old a young guy whose raps are mold
And getting money is the song i sing
Is young roy baby up and coming
This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died
All i'm trying to do is stay alive without fear of dying tonight,
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