Hear From Me

Not gon hear from me
I know a couple muh fuckas wasn't there for me

Down bad, no help, ain't no care for me
Outside, two sweaters put the heat on me

Walking in my city, bodies dropping, momma praying for me
Losing all my brothers to the street life

I was hooping high school, with my brodies
Now I'm making moves, just so I can eat right

With my bro's I was starvin', now we making moves
Ain't No Stallin'

Now the money callin', gotta stack it, gotta make it
Ain't no fallin'

But my shawty keep calling, that's my baby on the line
While I'm ballin'

While I'm ballin'
That's my shawty on the line, when I'm ballin'



Credits
Writer(s): Ke-shaun Cockburn
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