mama's just a lil gir
Her heart bleeds, now she watched her seed die in the dirt Fulfil prophecies, but who could stop the grief I walk around tryna hold the world up on top of me, i'm the victim of a curse What could be worse? Nothin' but pain since my birth im guilty of a life of sin I watch the drama occur, my eyes blur I wonder why we all have to die before we get it Though we shed tears, so many peers I've done buried Worried and scared, knowin' I'm going to see the cemetery Must be prepared in this cold world no one cares Know it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share In this land of the underhanded schemes and plans Vivid dreams of a nigga having G's in hand
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