the baller way

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I was raised in the them days

where days never seen shade

and even kids got blown up like grenades

the only thing that stayed

was us chasing paper

like eyes connected like a lines on the page

somebody momma just passed away,

uncle on drugs and just sold our food

what we gone do

to make another day

I just hope I make to see eight teen

just to have a chase to make it out some day

some way

life harder chewing bricks

we didn't have a belt

how the hell I'm supposed to get whip

only thing I ever drove

was my momma crazy

they told me the only reason why you broke

because you lazy

but that ain't the case

I just seen what happens

when you cant beat a case

that's why my little cousin in jail facing 8

money problems like being gay

just can't get them straight

it ain't no shame in feeling some type of way

I had holes in my shirt

and could feel the tears on my hand when I wiped my face

but money can't take the pain away

sometimes you win

then you lose like Hardaway

sometimes you lose then you win taking the harder way...