(Intro; T.J.)
Two 219 boys, came up… ahahaha.
Believe that shittt.
Solace baby, fuck with it.
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(Chorus; Brandon)
Momma workin’ everyday, makin’ a livin’.
Love is life, and life is a given. X3
(T.J. Davis)
Ever since I was a kid, could never get rid of all the trouble,
Always pain, mommma always workin’ doubles.
Never money, wanted some, that aint funny.
Money tight, *Brandon in background* shit ain’t that right?
I used to dreammm, of living in a nice home.
Runnin’ through the streets, pretty much all I ever romed.
I sit and stare, then I wonder, that homless man sittin over there, yeah his hunger.
Must be raving, must be crazy, not to hard to get a job, *Brandon in background* don’t be lazy.
You gotta work for whatcha get, tryin’ to smoke a blunt, without gettin’ lit.
Getting’ hazy, with your last 5 dollas,
No house, no food, no love, no care.
One plate of food, a family of 6, had to share.
It was saddd, living in a slow pace.
Only one thing people cared about, and that was their race.
Another dark day, slowly passes by.
And can’t stop askin’ the Lord why.
Why oh why,
Please tell me why.
(Chorus; Brandon)
(Brandon Howard)
Futuristic walk, with that futuristic talk.
Future millionaires with those futuristic thoughts.
Too bad we so hood, can’t afford nothin’.
Chillin’ in my room, just on a blunt we puffin’.
Can’t afford food, can’t afford water.
Everyday just lookin’ at a goddamn slaughter.
A slaughter of a home, I’m livin’ everyday.
Well this slaughter of a home is where I love to fuckin’ stay.
Cause this hood is where I’m from, can’t nobody stop me.
I love this place so much, you can’t see as high as I be.
Well you see, you should know what I mean.
From the pregnant girls at 16, you can’t believe what I seen.
I seen a lot, and I’m still pretty young.
These are hood tales man, they had to be sung.
Kids nowadays, we’re all just fuckin’ crazy.
Maybe it’s cause all of our girls got fuckin’ babies.
I stand up for the Mexicans,
All the way to the homeless men.
Seen what I seen, man been where I been.
Call me crazy, just grab my ten.
Maybe I am, fire it off.
219 for life and that’s all.
