Livin

And it was the year two thousand and two early in the winter
Trying to make it off the struggle living in a crisis center
About ten years old living in a shelter
Depending upon my folks
But it's like no one can help you
The only thing I got now is a Bible and a prayer
Trying to talk to him now to have a chance to live later
Took three years to get our shit straight
But only the real people could survive up in my place
Wipe them tears off your face cause all you feeling is pain
And day to day back to back it's just feeling the same
I search so much for happiness cause falls down the drain
Got me yelling to the Lord are you protecting my name
A couple years later I'm getting shot at
But don't nobody care if my body is laying flat
I know too many people who ain't never coming back
And it's a shame I can't leave my own house without my strap

It's fucked up how this world got us living
Seem like if I ain't up in a grave then I'm headed to prison
Can't complain cause I'm living
As a man I should've paid attention
Man it's hard to breathe
And homie God is my witness
Can you see or you motherfucking blind
Ain't never been a part of the struggle so you don't feel a nigga mind
Can you see are you motherfucking blind
Ain't never been a part of the struggle so you don't feel a nigga mind

In order to live good you gotta fall on your ass
It's fucked up cause some people just born with the cash
Ain't never had to go out and bust their ass just ask
I remember when we used to get our clothes off the grass
Strategizing our last
Had a mom with no dad
A car with no gas
Just a pen and a pad
Going out to get your own cash will make you grow fast
Making the same mistakes as your motherfucking dad
But fuck that I got a kid on the way
And I'll be damn I slip up and do the motherfucking same
I guess sometimes it's just hard to realize
I lost a lot down the way
I should've open my eyes
Don't cry it's OK I ain't going nowhere
It's just time to be a man and I'm getting prepared
I'm a snitch
I'm scared
Well who kept you outta jail
And when you was locked down who was sending you some mail nigga

It's fucked up how this world got us living
Seem like if I ain't up in a grave then I'm headed to prison
Can't complain cause I'm living
As a man I should've paid attention
Man it's hard to breathe
And homie God is my witness
Can you see or you motherfucking blind
Ain't never been a part of the struggle so you don't feel a nigga mind
Can you see are you motherfucking blind
Ain't never been a part of the struggle so you don't feel a nigga mind