From the pavement

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How much more do I have to go
Need to move my mom from this location
Need to move my cousins, there's no debating
Need a lawyer to save my grandmama's baby
That's my daddy tryna show him all this gravy
Yes sir
Broke a bone tryna grow from the pavement
Yes sir
Tryna learn not to hate me
Even if the mirror shows a blank screen
She was only 18, had a baby after prom was devastated
Cried in the mirror thinking bout her graduation
Was times inside she wasn't sure she could make it but here we are everybody stares; bizarre
Her belly kicks, she feeling sick, the baby father quit
Thinking how low she's sinking
Her mother loved to hit and blame her for situations
Put up her guard, distrust was valid
Fill up her heart for her new challenge
Birth of a king, would sing him songs like

Don't cry, mama's little baby
Sky's no height, for the light you're obtaining
Those eyes keep me going and waning
And then she had two more, got our own home
I was the second born
Sheesh

How much more do I have to go
Need to move my mom from this location
Need to move my cousins, there's no debating
Need a lawyer to save my grandmama's baby
That's my daddy tryna show him all this gravy
Yes sir
Broke a bone tryna grow from the pavement
Yes sir
Tryna learn not to hate me
Even if the mirror shows a blank screen

Mhch, Ma!
Bruh there's no more milk bruh
Psh...crazy man,can't wait to get outta here

Knuckle-headed baby, don't care what you say in one ear and out the same way
Too much on my plate, so self-absorbed built my confidence
Use to walk in rooms at just six like they my offices
Ego made accomplishments, we ain't have it made though
Ma dukes kept us fly, no shame in copping it from Rainbow

Now I'm flexing harder
Hands in the water

Baptize the jits keep em' smarter, Deuce-deuce and Chargers
Starter pack for Moss, catchin' charges

Never had peace, measure the streets
Very discreet, creeping like TLC

Pickin' on who I see, ain't reach five three
They still lookin' up to me

Usin' my feet to flee from scenes not green or a crop

Weaving the cops pleading for reasons to stop grieving from losing I'm weeping and bruising it's used in the music

Felt everything crashin' around me

Couldn't even leave Cobb County, used to feel lonely

Now I make hits like bounty
Now I move mountains

Now I live my life cozy
Use to have to walk to work
To pay for my purpose, mom made one thing certain

Seen her seeds were worth it scraped her last so I keep recording these verses

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