UnderChild
Ever since my heart cried
It's becoming hard for me to live the same
Growing up I was taught to enjoy all the little thangs
But no one told me that shit wasn't far from the bigger thangs
Now I'm in this world all alone tryna get it main
Yea I got siblings but don't give a fuck what my sister say
Got a bad heart that my kids watch me giveaway
God been showing out on this Nigga since his little days
Got a nigga talking to himself about a bigger safe
Tapping In The minds of the youth always been the way
But now a day they telling all our kids that it's cool to slave
But never mind is a key factor that use today
And I'm just tryna show the ones I love there's another way
Thinking bout my daughter Ima prolly catch another case
And Someone better pray she don't lie to me in my face
Cause that's another mother who gone miss her son another day
And god keep blessing all these trap niggas with another play
My uncle told me shit that ima have to take to the grave
And I just wanna let my family know that I been this way
And ever since my nigga acted funny we ain't been the same
But he can call me now on my kids don't you feel the same
Crazy how I been passing niggas staying in my lane
These niggas act like bitches boy shit crazy how these bitches change
Oh ooh oh ohhhhh
When we were kids
It's becoming hard for me to live the same
Growing up I was taught to enjoy all the little thangs
But no one told me that shit wasn't far from the bigger thangs
Now I'm in this world all alone tryna get it main
Yea I got siblings but don't give a fuck what my sister say
Got a bad heart that my kids watch me giveaway
God been showing out on this Nigga since his little days
Got a nigga talking to himself about a bigger safe
Tapping In The minds of the youth always been the way
But now a day they telling all our kids that it's cool to slave
But never mind is a key factor that use today
And I'm just tryna show the ones I love there's another way
Thinking bout my daughter Ima prolly catch another case
And Someone better pray she don't lie to me in my face
Cause that's another mother who gone miss her son another day
And god keep blessing all these trap niggas with another play
My uncle told me shit that ima have to take to the grave
And I just wanna let my family know that I been this way
And ever since my nigga acted funny we ain't been the same
But he can call me now on my kids don't you feel the same
Crazy how I been passing niggas staying in my lane
These niggas act like bitches boy shit crazy how these bitches change
Oh ooh oh ohhhhh
When we were kids
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Writer(s): Kwame Douglas
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