Mournin
All these fuckin people they dont care bout me
Looking at the preacher he dont care about me
Wonder why the reaper say he care about me
All these fuckin people dont care bout me
Lookin at the teacher she dont care about me
Wonder why the preacher dont care bout me
Yea
I was told to rock blue when i growed up
Crippin to my daddy showed up
I just need somewhere to roll up
All these chains feel like a boulder
I left my soul in the past
In the murda where niggas get rolled up
A nigga I didnt get to see grow up
Well I am the stick to the hold up
They told me trapping was cool
Never told me that these niggas fold up
A nigga that you call ya brother
Give you 25 gone from ya mother
Well Holi he gotta make moves
Stack ya bread and neva let it fold up
Watch them niggas that plot on ya come up
Pray to god I wake up see the morning
Holi he been through some thangs
Seen it all
Been through the rain
You can see through my pain
Always kept 100
You can see through my change
Lil pippen like to stay on my ring (33)
Niggas quick to act like they didnt know the game
Well let me tell you if you ever jump up off that porch
You go see some sunny days be ready for dark
And at any time be quick to let that jordan spark (45)
Traumatized Oh lord they got us traumatized
We barely had a pot to piss in but I know my mama tried
Daddy Lyin
Sitting in the same spot shit just waiting around
So when I had to wipe my own tears thats when I got my pride
Understand
Mama she love me but she cant raise a man
In the jungle fighting with tigers
Thats how they raised a man
Watch my family battle with white
Not talking bout the Klan
Watch young niggas fall to a stick
Just tryna make some bands
I was told to rock blue when i growed up
Crippin to my daddy showed up
I just need somewhere to roll up
All these chains feel like a boulder
I left my soul in the past
In the murda where niggas get rolled up
A nigga I didnt get to see grow up
Well I am the stick to the hold up
They told me trapping was cool
Never told me that these niggas fold up
A nigga that you call ya brother
Give you 25 gone from ya mother
Well Holi he gotta make moves
Stack ya bread and neva let it fold up
Watch them niggas that plot on ya come up
Pray to god I wake up see the morning
Holi he been through some thangs
Looking at the preacher he dont care about me
Wonder why the reaper say he care about me
All these fuckin people dont care bout me
Lookin at the teacher she dont care about me
Wonder why the preacher dont care bout me
Yea
I was told to rock blue when i growed up
Crippin to my daddy showed up
I just need somewhere to roll up
All these chains feel like a boulder
I left my soul in the past
In the murda where niggas get rolled up
A nigga I didnt get to see grow up
Well I am the stick to the hold up
They told me trapping was cool
Never told me that these niggas fold up
A nigga that you call ya brother
Give you 25 gone from ya mother
Well Holi he gotta make moves
Stack ya bread and neva let it fold up
Watch them niggas that plot on ya come up
Pray to god I wake up see the morning
Holi he been through some thangs
Seen it all
Been through the rain
You can see through my pain
Always kept 100
You can see through my change
Lil pippen like to stay on my ring (33)
Niggas quick to act like they didnt know the game
Well let me tell you if you ever jump up off that porch
You go see some sunny days be ready for dark
And at any time be quick to let that jordan spark (45)
Traumatized Oh lord they got us traumatized
We barely had a pot to piss in but I know my mama tried
Daddy Lyin
Sitting in the same spot shit just waiting around
So when I had to wipe my own tears thats when I got my pride
Understand
Mama she love me but she cant raise a man
In the jungle fighting with tigers
Thats how they raised a man
Watch my family battle with white
Not talking bout the Klan
Watch young niggas fall to a stick
Just tryna make some bands
I was told to rock blue when i growed up
Crippin to my daddy showed up
I just need somewhere to roll up
All these chains feel like a boulder
I left my soul in the past
In the murda where niggas get rolled up
A nigga I didnt get to see grow up
Well I am the stick to the hold up
They told me trapping was cool
Never told me that these niggas fold up
A nigga that you call ya brother
Give you 25 gone from ya mother
Well Holi he gotta make moves
Stack ya bread and neva let it fold up
Watch them niggas that plot on ya come up
Pray to god I wake up see the morning
Holi he been through some thangs
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Polk Iii
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