Shot
God bless the real
The really real
Yea
Where was you
I remember growing up
It was hard it was tough on us
Mom and dad made it happen
When life really sucked for us
Struggling and suffering in my book
It got the same meaning
Everyday I'm bleeding
Made me strong taught me how to reason
Some days I wish that we could rewind
Go back when I was knee high
Pops teaching me to crease my levis
Damn I wish kreais was still alive
I miss my dogg though
There's plenty more off in this life
That made my whole heart sore
Yea my momma she been shot
My daddy he been shot
My auntie she got shot
I'm just thankful I got stabbed
I had homies I called friend
Left ah knife off in my back
I had homies that I fed
Fuck around and bit my hand
Yea my momma she been shot
My daddy he got shot
My cousin just got shot
I'm just thankful I got stabbed
I had homies I called friend
Left ah knife off in my back
I had homies that I fed
Fuck around and bit my hand
When my grandma passed
My uncle ain't get that furlough
At the funeral through video
Up on ah cell phone
Going threw some mental stress
When I laid my mom to rest
Ah couple people didn't show
That shit still rest up on my chest
Mucho gracias dios
I've done the most
Lets take ah toast
Uncle Gerald came home
That's that strong south Carolina back bone
That's that red dirt that Kenny p that dirt road
Yea my momma she been shot
My daddy he been shot
My auntie she got shot
I'm just thankful I got stabbed
I had homies I called friend
Left ah knife off in my back
I had homies that I fed
Fuck around and bit my hand
Yea my momma she been shot
My daddy he got shot
My cousin just got shot
I'm just thankful I got stabbed
I had homies I called friend
Left ah knife off in my back
I had homies that I fed
Fuck around and bit my hand
Momma crying on her comforter
I hug her just to comfort her
She say it might be her time
The good lord just might come for her
No words express the way I feel
Or my love for her
Just to bring her back
No telling what I would've done for her
Some homies playing ghost
I'm going threw this mode
All the no shows
Make my fucking heart cold
Fuck shooting in the gym
Where was you when I was winded
Mad love for you
But your shit just different
Yea my momma she been shot
My daddy he been shot
My auntie she got shot
I'm just thankful I got stabbed
I had homies I called friend
Left ah knife off in my back
I had homies that I fed
Fuck around and bit my hand
Yea my momma she been shot
My daddy he got shot
My cousin just got shot
I'm just thankful I got stabbed
I had homies I called friend
Left ah knife off in my back
I had homies that I fed
Fuck around and bit my hand
Momma crying on her comforter
I hug her just to comfort her
Where was you
Where was you
Momma crying on her comforter
I hug her just to comfort her
Tell me
Where was you
You and you
You and you
You and you
The really real
Yea
Where was you
I remember growing up
It was hard it was tough on us
Mom and dad made it happen
When life really sucked for us
Struggling and suffering in my book
It got the same meaning
Everyday I'm bleeding
Made me strong taught me how to reason
Some days I wish that we could rewind
Go back when I was knee high
Pops teaching me to crease my levis
Damn I wish kreais was still alive
I miss my dogg though
There's plenty more off in this life
That made my whole heart sore
Yea my momma she been shot
My daddy he been shot
My auntie she got shot
I'm just thankful I got stabbed
I had homies I called friend
Left ah knife off in my back
I had homies that I fed
Fuck around and bit my hand
Yea my momma she been shot
My daddy he got shot
My cousin just got shot
I'm just thankful I got stabbed
I had homies I called friend
Left ah knife off in my back
I had homies that I fed
Fuck around and bit my hand
When my grandma passed
My uncle ain't get that furlough
At the funeral through video
Up on ah cell phone
Going threw some mental stress
When I laid my mom to rest
Ah couple people didn't show
That shit still rest up on my chest
Mucho gracias dios
I've done the most
Lets take ah toast
Uncle Gerald came home
That's that strong south Carolina back bone
That's that red dirt that Kenny p that dirt road
Yea my momma she been shot
My daddy he been shot
My auntie she got shot
I'm just thankful I got stabbed
I had homies I called friend
Left ah knife off in my back
I had homies that I fed
Fuck around and bit my hand
Yea my momma she been shot
My daddy he got shot
My cousin just got shot
I'm just thankful I got stabbed
I had homies I called friend
Left ah knife off in my back
I had homies that I fed
Fuck around and bit my hand
Momma crying on her comforter
I hug her just to comfort her
She say it might be her time
The good lord just might come for her
No words express the way I feel
Or my love for her
Just to bring her back
No telling what I would've done for her
Some homies playing ghost
I'm going threw this mode
All the no shows
Make my fucking heart cold
Fuck shooting in the gym
Where was you when I was winded
Mad love for you
But your shit just different
Yea my momma she been shot
My daddy he been shot
My auntie she got shot
I'm just thankful I got stabbed
I had homies I called friend
Left ah knife off in my back
I had homies that I fed
Fuck around and bit my hand
Yea my momma she been shot
My daddy he got shot
My cousin just got shot
I'm just thankful I got stabbed
I had homies I called friend
Left ah knife off in my back
I had homies that I fed
Fuck around and bit my hand
Momma crying on her comforter
I hug her just to comfort her
Where was you
Where was you
Momma crying on her comforter
I hug her just to comfort her
Tell me
Where was you
You and you
You and you
You and you
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Writer(s): Ernesto Gonzales
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