Young Boy

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When I was five my poppa gave me my first knife
He said
This will make 'em hurt right
Take care of my third wife
I remember vividly, first light
Breaking day
He tryna get crime to pay every night
My pop was a wild guy
And then that was his life
But he was the type of brother
Made sure I had sight
And I watched what he did
And I learned what it is
To be crippled by the system
But you gotta feed ya kids
I don't know why he chose me to see all of this
He had numerous children
Approximately six
He had three older boys
To take for the joyride
But he took me along
I was his boy
My eyes saw everything
Robberies, Murders
Drug abuse constant
Watching
I was learning the rules of the game
Don't abuse what you slang

And reap what you sow

Be discreet on the low

When I was young
I asked my pop for a gun
He gave me his twenty two
To do what I had to do
He said
Do what you do young boy
Do what you do young boy
Then I went to my mother
And I said mother
I'm bout to go out and mob with the killers

She looked at me and she giggled
She saidDo what you do young boy

Do what you do young boy

Ok a youngin is twelve
Been living with someone else
For about seven years now
But so what oh well
Ain't forget what I've learned
Gotta take care of myself
And then make sure my brothers
And sisters are in good health
But now I'm panicing
Dealing with this great hand I was dealt
Cause now I'm back with my momma now
In a living hell
Cause she's without my father
Now it's three times harder
Plus dig
It's a women she got now as a partner
Some of my brothers and sisters
Are still stuck in the system
Ya see it's tougher to get them
When you've got nothing to give 'em
And her son didn't listen
Because I was on a mission
You see
Poppa ain't show me behind the walls of a prison
So no I ain't had the vision yet
I'm making decisions
That's gonna ruin my life
For however long that I'm living

And the road is just getting bumpy
Here comes a collision
I've discovered women

And now I'm hugging up with 'em
Trouble came

When I was young
I asked my pop for a gun
He gave me his twenty two
To do what I had to do

He said
Do what you do young boy

Do what you do young boy
And then I went to my mother
And I said mother
I'm bout to go out and mob with the killers
She looked at me and she giggled

She said
Do what you do young boy
Do what you do young boy

Now I made it to seventeen
I done served every fiend
Swerve quick outta town
Come back with many things
And I done had everything
A youngin could ever dream
Cause I'm the plug
I'll send out the bud
And collect the beans
And yeah I got two queens
And they both have two seeds
And I'm looking for another one
If she choose me
And absolutely
My brothers salute me
My mother told me
To stop having children with hoochies
And I became ruthless
Emotion is useless
When you are hustlin
There ain't no loving nobody
No trusting them
And that's what I've learned
From the tough clique
I'm running with
Them killers who'll turn
And they gun their friends
Down in the streets broad day
Leave 'em slumped and
Poppa comes back tryna change
Some of my plans
Look at him strange
What happened to the gun man
I knew when I was young
He like
What happened to my son
But that's

When I was young
I asked my pop for a gun

He gave me his twenty two
To do what I had to do
He said
Do what you do young boy
Do what you do young boy
Then I went to my mother

And I said mother
I'm bout to go out and mob with the killers
She looked at me and she giggled
She said
Do what you do young boy
Do what you do young boy

When I was young
I asked my pop for a gun
He gave me his twenty two
To do what I had to do
He said
Do what you do young boy
Do what you do young boy

And then I went to my mother
And I said mother
I'm bout to go out and father some children
She looked at me and she giggled
She said
Do what you do young boy
Do what you do young boy

When I was young
I asked my pop for a gun
He gave me his twenty two
To do what I had to do
He said
Do what you do young boy
Do what you do young boy
Then I went to my mother
And I said mother
I'm bout to go out and mob with the killers
She looked at me and she giggled
She said
Do what you do young boy
Do what you do young boy