Kry

Pray for my folks his case is pending yea

We living life like sinners

Came from the bottom that start from beginnings

Washing up in that same place mama do the dishes

Water cut off to thanks the neighbor just for giving

Christmas from the free store ona bus where sitting

I used to cry at night cry at day

Now I just smoke to my pain go away

Stuck ina field like I'm Willie Mays hoping that I leave it some day yaaaayaaaa

Tryna makes money and get a wayyayyy

Sometimes I used to call the audibles making playyaa

The streets got my thirty year cousin rocking greyyaa