Young Girl

How you get a face so mean ay
Strugglin' she raised by the street ay
Mama wit no daddy just 3 babies
Trust no man they drivin' her crazy
Strip her down and they like it
So insecure she's exposed
Got father issues she's fightin'
But that's all about a young girl
They say Crack Rock make the street stop woah
Sell her for a bag and gimme some oh
Mama did first time when she was thirteen
Got her pregnant first time you don't hear me none no
But that's all about a young girl
Know how the block be
Cycle of poverty
Just hold us down and repeat it
Made to degrade me
The government plays me
I don't want your help but I need it
Live in projects I'm a project
But atleast I'm not homeless

Don't ever say you raised me
Just makin' it she's alright (she's alright)
Oh
I let my body pay me
After she kiss her kids goodnight (kids goodnight)
A rough life (rough Life)
Is my bread (my bread)
Don't cry even when bloodshed no
Don't let this world break me
But that's all about a young girl oh

Oh I put two up grew up so cold
Almost thought she wouldn't make it
But she's takin' life and livin' tha hard road
No this ain't a celebration, it's a revelation
Of the story she holds and all the scars on her soul
'Cus she hustlin' for her children
And a better life they don't know
But every time she's out working
Her body burns to the core
And all the pain she's sees
It's amazing how she breathes
And she's fightin' so her kids
See a brighter day than she did
But when darkness tries to overcome
You might not live long to see the sun woah

Don't ever say you raised me
Just makin' it she's alright (she's alright)
Oh
I let my body pay me
After she kiss her kids goodnight (kids goodnight)
A rough life (rough life)
Is my bread (my bread)
Don't cry even when bloodshed no
Don't let this world break me
But that's all about a young girl oh



Credits
Writer(s): Amber Gaston
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