843, Pt. 1

How I'm going be something I can't be

How I'm going front and be something I can't be
I'm from Parkside
843 you know that greenhouse where those dirty kids be the little dirty boy turned out to be me

How I'm going front and be something I can't be
I'm from Parkside
843 you know that greenhouse where those dirty kids be the little dirty boy turned out to be me

I came up and hell
But shit it made me a man
And daddy was long gone
Before a nigga could stand
Mamma wasn't In the picture
Granny was getting out
Refrigerator was empty
Never shit on the strove
Emogene did her best
But shit she had her own
Molly was in thе streets
Felicia was never homе
Didn't nobody fuck wit Otha
Dirty in left alone
Used to run behind Blake
He was running with Stro
He didn't really like it
He didn't want me to go
He probably wasn't Embarrass
I was dirty as hell
He was rocking them j
I was rocking Whatever
I shared a room with Wally
He Taught Me how to steal
Wally had a issue
But shit Wally was real
We slept in the basement
Me Harry and main
But after 98
Shit would never be the same
How I'm going front and be something I can't be
I'm from Parkside
843 you know that greenhouse where those dirty kids be the little dirty boy turned out to be me

How I'm going front and be something I can't be
I'm from Parkside
843 you know that greenhouse where those dirty kids be the little dirty boy turned out to be me

How I'm going front and be something I can't be
I'm from Parkside
843 you know that greenhouse where those dirty kids be the little dirty boy turned out to be me



Credits
Writer(s): Otha Coleman
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