Section 8 Baby
Jodie Meeks
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Cold summers (Brr) Harsh winters (Damn) Old numbers (Yeah) All switching (Facts) But I ain't tripping I'll be solo like them red cups Red blood spilling on the pavement leave a mess huh F*ck a president the only ones I care about is dead ones (That's right) Yeah Tell me who gon love me when I'm down and out (When I'm down and out) Industry ain't bout the music now it's all for clout Damn, damn I seen so many fiends dying just to get high My momma on them methamphetamines I tell her quit find A way to cope wit life or you ain't never gon get by My dawg on that dog food under roofs where he can't live life Fighting a case the judge tryna take his freedom Everytime I see him I can tell he fighting demons (Demons) He nodding off look like he dead when he sleeping I try speaking to his soul nigga we all got a reason What would you do if you could walk my in my shoes Follow my path take the road where most times you gon lose Swallowed me whole life showed me the rules My mind broken confused God told me to choose Which way I wanna go Left my environment to level up and make a way Remember days I ain't have a penny I got plenty change Many change when they see you doing better this the game Of life imma roll the dice and pray I get my blessings nigga Section 8 baby and welfare checks Food stamps kept a nigga in check But they was gone by the 14th You know we Had to starve for the rest You hardly a threat I made it out you gotta respect The grind and the hustle My timing was perfect I told em I love you But I gotta go searching I'm bound to put work in So y'all can see life In a way you never imagined My head on a swivel Avoiding distractions You know I'm a savage like Megan the stallion My bitch the baddest nigga You just an average nigga It's a difference from capping and actually having it I write my own shit But still see ghosts in the closet Cause death is a promise You never was honest When all I wanted Was to see you shine Wish you could see me now Following my dreams nigga This just a letter to myself at 13 nigga Yeah you gon find a way Then you gon demonstrate Just painting pictures how you Illustrate Is crazy Don't count me out Was down and out against the wall Like cops patting me down Don't turn around when you get stabbed in the back It's actually facts how I seen 20 grams of the crack Start from the powder then get turned to the rock it's smack Down Monday night Raw was often the occasion Cops invaded guns a blazing It was never information that I didn't know Always the observant one Family never had a dream I'll be the determined one Cold summers (Brr) Harsh winters (Damn) Old numbers (Yeah) All switching (Facts) But I ain't tripping I'll be solo like them red cups Red blood spilling on the pavement leave a mess huh F*ck a president the only ones I care about is dead ones Yeah Tell me who gon love me when I'm down and out (When I'm down and out) Industry ain't bout the music now it's all for clout (Damn)
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