crownedYung - To The 'rents

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Baba this one's for you I know you think i think 'bout you when there's nothing to do At times i feel like i won't grow like i'm stuck in my youth Turning my back on facts i've mastered my bluffing the truth When i'm up in the booth i'm freeman i let it all loose I see it in the eyes of every member in my crew It's so much talent yo we've got december in a noose We're lacking balance monetary but we'll make it through I wish you could believe in this dream i have You knock me down but you won't knock the self-esteem i have Growing up you judged me solely on the jeans that 'd sag You shat your pants the day you learned that i stay weeded bad That made me laugh i mean laugh your medicine bitter As you grow old i know you see all of your bullshit simmer I know you're starting to see that lies end up where it glimmers And one day i might learn this too 'cause i'm also a sinner The dirtiest, was at it the earliest I was eight tryna be jigga Testing weed and liquor Playing with your gun inside your pick up Even taking pictures with it like i'd done a stick up And every other lover was a gold digger I wonder how you thought your boys would grow in a Broken home nearly turned to so and so's It's shocking that i've never overdosed And mama was a foe for sure You kicked her out and took her car and then you closed the door Then turned to us and said it happens when your vrous a hoe But that shit wasn't true and everybody knew, even you And that's how i went missing And that's why umjita hardly payed attention My school teacher's used to tell you i don't listen I used to sign my own slips for saturday detention I used to cause a lot of trouble black dennis the menace Everybody thought that i was just seeking acceptance But fuck 'em man they never had the view to get it Said fuck 'em 'cause, yeah The thing with life is too many spices I grew up a crisis writing lyrics the nicest Then switched over to my crowned shit now i stand knighted And today what you found is, i really don't care whether you like it or not Bittersweet memories Bittersweet loving Just like a rose that rose in the snow Simo sezulu zero below Just like a gift out of a curse Was i a gift or a curse Was i a gift or a curse Mama this one is yours It's cause of you that i stay patient when knocking on doors I've seen you tumble through your struggle 'til your pride was torn Still you get up and push along when your back hits the floor Mama that i applaud, fuck those who call you whore No pun intended, ma you're my all and more I've seen the hectic blows of life move you from shore to shore And though we don't have much it's platinum and gold at our core You're an african queen, i see it in your shine If you were not my mom i'd track you down and make you mine Growing up you made it clear that i can't run or hide I chose to run the game one day i'll bring the dream to life I've been telling lies wonder if you know it I see you're doing well and i don't want you to lose focus I just want to see the weight that nestles on your shoulders And watch your peace and wisdom runneth over Until the sun is closer, rather your son is the one Paying the bills, giving you bills and screaming go and have fun I was such a delinquent, what the fuck was i thinking Should've known to slow my roll when you had started drinking When i got to standard 6 contraband was my business I was tryna get some guap and make it onto a shizz nizz Episode, but i got caught and had to let it go And beg the teacher's not to let you know That's 'cause i love you ma This heart of mine is developed finest Due to your aura and your kindness i won't be mindless And mother bear yaz' as i type this i'm feeling like it's Clearly the work of the midas touch in your priceless Love that keeps me in this peace i have I'll make you proud i wish you could see how keen i am Rebels rule yeah you wore it that's a tee i'd have I'd just like to thank you for teaching your boy he can For giving a dam, damn Bittersweet memories Bittersweet loving Just like a rose that rose in the snow Simo sezulu zero below Just like a gift out of a curse Was i a gift or a curse Was i a gift or a curse
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