[Verse 1]
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As a child I felt lonely and helpless
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Low cash from a neighborhood wealthless
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I'll stick a wino, and rob him for his last penny
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Happy days around my way we didn't find many
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Momma said that I was outta line talkin smack
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Extension cords to this young nigga's black back
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A juvenile, thirteen, now I'm locked up
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Scared to cry, I don't wanna get fucked up
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Fifty push ups a strain on my young chest
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I paint the pictures that I pose for a sleeveless
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I see my momma only supervised when she cry
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She said my baby brother's comin he aint far behind
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Somebody tell me how I ended up like this
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I wait for God to give me strength, I'ma fight this
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I refuse to bend down cuz I'm young and wild
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Do or die that's this young nigga's rough style
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They'll never find me
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CHORUS:
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Searchin to find me [4X]
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My soul will be free before they find me
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[Verse 2]
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I hit the street full grown, momma's gone now
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Had a heart attack I'm living on my own now
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My black boots and my state green all I own
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And a burning desire for a microphone
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I see my little man Tiah bless me wit a burner
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Any coincidence I'm feeling like Nat Turner
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Twenty stick ups in thirty days they see me comin
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Everybody on the block duck and start runnin
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A old lady told me baby boy calm down
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But like in Vietnam war I got to bomb now
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My cash was up a little somethin, somethin, takin shake
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I blasted reddie at the weedgate and took his papes
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Cuz I done came a long way, in a short time
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And I'm willing to die tryin to get mine
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Alotta niggas think I'm cool wit 'em, guess what
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Them niggas in for a shock cuz I'm fucked up
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You'll never find me
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CHORUS
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[Verse 3]
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I got a little crew now I'm selling weight
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White mickeyed out Navigator, tight straight
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I got the butter soft seats watch a video
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Stag a lee, everybody in the city knows
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I make my rounds and I'm checkin how my work's moving
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Shit is picking up nice, life is improving
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I got the baddest bird in Brooklyn, she six months
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She keep a eye on my whole house, my youngsters
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I got my honey on the side she don't know about
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I'm on my way to see her now, I'm a blow her out
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I pull up to see her standing in the door waiting
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Shorty fine like a porn star masturbating
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She said, "Daddy are you hungry, would you like to eat
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Would you let me rub your back, can I kiss your feet"
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I told her, "Baby make the bed cuz I need rest"
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She sucked me down until I fell asleep, God bless
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I see my momma with my eyes closed, kinda strange
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Time to wake up and touch something, outta range
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White clouds with the softness I hear the music
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What the hell is going on here I'm 'bout to lose it
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Momma why you talking to me like you right here
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She said, "Son you outta focus now, come clear"
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She said, "Your life'll be a milestone for everyone
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Because your layin in the bed that you made son"
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Look how they found me
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CHORUS
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Searchin' (featuring Terisa Griffin)
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Bumpy Knuckles |