| My little nigga 14
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| Got his hand on the 40 with the infrared beam
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| His daddy locked up and his momma is a fiend
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| Catch her tricking on the corner, knees dirty on her jeans
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| At night he never dreams cause he hardly ever sleep
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| Laying in the bed, facing someone else’s feet
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| So late night he creep, walk around these streets
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| With the same hoodie on, he been wearing for a week
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| He wants something to eat, and his sneaks so scuffed
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| Just looking in his eyes, you can tell he living rough
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| Standing outside a gas station puffing on a loosie
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| Dropped outta school cause his peers appeared bougie
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| And they want Gucci, and shit that rappers talk
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| Robbed an old lady, but his ass got caught
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| Will he get out, man I really don’t know bro
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| I hope I’ll find out after the guitar solo
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| This little girl pregnant man she only 14
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| Bust in by an older nigga, lack of self-esteem
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| Her mom’s a gold digger, and her dad is not around
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| Last time she saw him he took her to Belle Isle
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| A child with a child and her momma don’t care
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| Another bridge card gon' put her on welfare
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| Baby daddy say he got her, prolly won’t succeed
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| Cause he bought a pair of Cardi’s 'stead of reing-up the weed
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| His dream is a cutty with some rims on that bitch
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| Is that the type of man you want raising your kids?
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| So now you ditch class cause your belly getting bigger
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| And every other day your momma fuck another nigga
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| So what she gonna do is find herself a drug dealer
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| Her dream and goal in life is to be saved by a nigga
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| And will she get far? |
| I really don’t know bro
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| I hope I find out after the guitar solo |