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15 years old, with a gun in his side
Fears no one, cuz hes just living to fight
Can’t judge a person, if you never seen through their eyes
Momma seeing through his lies, with the music he tries
To live another day or two and survive
On the block, selling rock, till hes locked and doing his time
Comes back and its same shit
Face it, a town like this ain’t the one to be raised in
Skipping school, learning how to use a weapon and spray
Feeling cool, when writes a test and gets him an A
Cuz hes gifted intellectually, but wants to get paid
Cop them sick j’s, and see what all the chicks say
Cuz hes living for the money, power, and pussy
Never did a drug, just sold em like he should be
In the rain, face covered with his hoodie
Can you envision that?
He been kicked down till his visions black
Sitting with his friends, damn he can spit a rap
Rip a track, but bet your ass, the paper hes making got blinded
Being a dealer, he dont hide it
Little brother and thats hes trying to feed
At the same time having fantasies
While is asleep, hes having some dreams
About models and cars, popping bottles with stars
The top of the charts, no problems at all, n it won’t happen
Unless it is a accident, but anyone that goes up like that, falls back again
But the obstacles are decoys
Some dont know it so for now its a dream boy
Ye, just a dream
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