" I can take you to the far side Poor decision makin’, played you niggas lives You sellin’ crack up on your momma’s porch While she still goin’ through her new divorce He has a thrill as he raise his voice When he really needs to raise his boys Young thugs with so much talent Young thugs havin’ no balance Young niggas havin’ no fathers Young niggas catchin’ dope charges Growin’ up she say she felt alone Now she strippin’ for that pot of gold Another fish in the bowl They say her mother never played her role I heard her mother always on the roll Her mother always wearin’ gold Where I’m from I guess that’s how it goes "
Posted on: Wed, 10 Jul 2013 14:09:57 +0000
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