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Now mama was a Christian and Southern just like no other
Met a nigga out of prison
So then she pushed out my Brother
She got put in a position
To figure out
How to mother
Her condition wasn't planned
It transformed a man to a hustler
I said Now mama was a Christian and Southern just like No other
Met a nigga out of prison
So then she pushed out my Brother
She got put in a position
To figure out
How to mother
Her condition wasn't planned
It transformed a man to a hustler

Ain't got no plans to advance Thats how the system go
When a boy wants to be a man
He'll let them pistols blow
He'll glance at street finance
Hitting licks and more
Got a chance to put on pants
So he hits the door

Roll out with bangers for the Remainder of his pubescence
Learning lessons about the Essence of what anger possesses

Like a anchor he dropping Weight off at addresses
For presents
Adolescence must had its Stresses Cause his messes depresses

Ain't got no patience for 2 week Checks
Cause his daughter needs dresses
And no complacence
With situations dats forcing his Guesses
Divorce and more recollection
Endorse and force new direction
Of course it's coarse
His correction
His source reports
His digression

He's about to

Dance in a trance
To enhance
His hand like a man
Who can stand
On his own 2 feet

Who can withstand

A life in a van that began
With a plan to get out dem Streets

Getting to a band
Gaining more than a grand
In a land made of sand
Where the bland don't eat

Roll with your clan

Again
To command and demand your Chance to advance yo means

Now mama was a Christian and Southern just like no other
Met a nigga out of prison
So then she pushed out my Brother
She got put in a position
To figure out
How to mother
Her condition wasn't planned
It transformed a man to a hustler

I said now mama was a Christian And Southern just like no other
Met a nigga out of prison
So then she pushed out my Brother
She got put in a position
To figure out
How to mother
Her condition wasn't planned
It transformed a man to a hustler

Mama realize her son gotta be a Man on his own
He's grown and she can tell by His tone it's in his bones
Overthrown
Should've known their home Forced his dome
To roam and gain his throne Alone by packing chrome

Youngster followed his path
His wrath to rage and blast is Only on the behalf of a life he Gotta combat

He didn't wan to come back
He only wanted the bag
So now he's carrying mags
To change his life made of rags

To riches
I'll go through stitches
And digging ditches for
Blitheness

This is handling business
In worlds where there is no Christmas
I always ask for forgiveness
For
Stealing, robbing
And sickness

But when you're going through Thickness
You start to feel like you dickless
Cuz you ain't bringing in Stiffness

You never want them to witness
How tired you are from fitness
Man just to gain you some Richness
In a world where they are against Us

And all they did was condense us
So i just came to my senses
To treat and fix my expenses
I'm making use of them trenches

Despite all the consequences
I'm sick of sitting on benches
And waiting for gods defenses
To fix this

With all their kisses
So let me pull up my britches
And when my innocence switches
You better put up some fences