Crack House

When I was a boy had to pass the liquor store and the boarded up crack house When you're growing up poor got to pass the liquor store and the boarded up crackhouse I was running outside when the streetlights on ain't no coming outside ayye Bunch of junkies outside and the dope boys getting to the money outside ayye I never knew how crazy it would get I was walking to the candy lady just to get a flip Hit the corner store them boys hanging out here Og's said I better not see you slanging out here Pop Warner little legend I could slang the rock After school before I'm home stopping on the block Still innocent flirting with the pretty girls Before we turned menacing and they became city girls Summer time Florida hot hit the swimming pool Young and dumb took my first drink in middle school Fist fights wasn't gun play yet Grandma taking me to church ain't even Sunday yet Working two jobs had to raise ourselves Only twelve hoping we behave ourselves It wasn't working out hardly I was sneaking out the house just to hit the house party ayye When I was a boy had to pass the liquor store and the boarded up crack house When you're growing up poor got to pass the liquor store and the boarded up crackhouse I was running outside when the streetlights on ain't no coming outside ayye Bunch of junkies outside and the dope boys getting to the money outside ayye When you grow up living poor it gets tiring All I see is crime as a part of my environment Then your own kind want to up and frown on us We ain't choose these conditions why you looking down on us This community impoverished to me Ain't nobody in my family have a college degree Ain't no lawyers ain't no doctors I don't see no engineers Not a whole lot of options when you end up living here Doing wrong it can make you feel remorseful No resources had to get resourceful Yah forgive me I was trying to survive Used to rent junkie cars how I taught myself to drive Growing up fast couldn't take no nights off Coming home to no food and the lights off I was watching what the dope boys do Now I'm only fourteen and I'm a dope boy to dang When I was a boy had to pass the liquor store and the boarded up crack house When you're growing up poor got to pass the liquor store and the boarded up crackhouse I was running outside when the streetlights on ain't no coming outside ayye Bunch of junkies outside and the dope boys getting to the money outside ayye