Raised In the Streets

Where you at?
I was raised in the streets

I was raised in the streets, had me bathing in bleach
Success wasn't an option, it was too out of reach
You know, mm
Do you know, yeah-yeah
Do you know, mm
Do you know, yeah-yeah

It's a big heart in me, so why they hate on me?
Don't know why I'm alive, and not somewhere deceased
You know, mm
Do you know, yeah-yeah
Don't you know
Don't you know, yeah-yeah
Don't you know

Why did God choose me? I don't do the following
I don't do the auguring, all them people hurted me
I don't want apologies, I lost real roadrunners
They was real blood cousins, they didn't ask shit from me

But to see my neck bling, and put on Amiri jeans
Rapping wasn't they dream, I'm the inspiration
First member out the family to do the music thing
Second member out the family rapping, it was searcy

Ain't no more hurting me, I done been through it all
I was lonely through the winter, still lonely through the fall
Without no one to call, thoughts bringing me down
I swear I was giving up, thought I ran out of luck

I wasn't worried about a nut, I was thinking suicide
Devil was telling me stuff, then I got baptized
That's when them thoughts got worst
Figuring if I go to church
That shit couldn't get that much worse
It was all in my mind

Thank God I figured it out
I was taking sleep depression pills until they knocked me out
Having anxiety attacks, heart beating through my chest
Do you know what it feels like to fight to go to bed
They don't know, they don't know

I was raised in the streets, had me bathing in bleach
Success wasn't an option, it was too out of reach
You know, mm
Do you know, yeah-yeah
Do you know, mm
Do you know, yeah-yeah

It's a big heart in me, so why they hate on me?
Don't know why I'm alive, and not somewhere deceased
You know, mm
Do you know, yeah-yeah
Don't you know
Don't you know, yeah-yeah
Don't you know



Credits
Writer(s): David Barnett
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