My Life

You hear the.. You hear the.. You hear the knocks at the door that make your fuckin' stomach stop Where on the other side of it, there's about twenty Standing cops Pops runs around the crib, strugglin' to hide the knocks Moms is in the bathroom, busy flushin' down all the stock I remember this shit like it was yesterday I was sittin' in the living room, playin' on the game Little did I know, everything was about to fuckin' change Man, it's kinda strange that I chose to ignore A couple seconds later, pigs bustin' through the door They half-cocked and aiming saying , get down on the floor It was traumatizin' for me, at the ripe young age of four Or five, or six and, but tell me what's the difference When dad goes away for a very lengthy sentence I'm twenty now, and I couldn't tell you who I'm missin I'm sure to a lot of you, it sounds like I'm bitchin To me, I'm just spittin', sayin' what I know From that moment on, my mom was always on the go She wakin' up and all she can think about is the dough She wake me up one morning and say that it's time to go I asked her where we goin', she say, baby, I don't know You hear the knocks at the door that make your fuckin' stomach stop Where on the other side of it, there's about twenty standing cops Pops runs around the crib, strugglin' to hide the knocks Moms is in the bathroom, busy flushin' down all the stock This was in the summer and all a nigga could see was snow Just so you know, my mama tried her best Raisin' three kids on her own was full of stress But she gave us a good life and never nothin' less She coached me from a young age on how to finesse These simple-minded niggas easier to play than chess You tell them what they wanna hear just to impress But you gotta address the elephant in the room I envy all you niggas born with silver spoons Laughin', sippin', drinkin' wine while the rest of us lose I'ma get there real soon, if I don't then I'm doomed I pity all the violence that you niggas had to consume I know I'm not ungrateful for the life that I had I just know it'd be better if I grew up with dad Instead of feelin' so sad, instead of feelin' so mad But it made me who I am, I can't help but be glad You hear the knocks at the door that make your fuckin' stomach stop Where on the other side of it, there's about twenty standing cops Pops runs around the crib, strugglin' to hide the knocks Moms is in the bathroom, busy flushin' down all the stock Let me make this shit clear right out the gate I feel a lot about Pops, but none of it's hate I know that he was doing what he knew for food on the plates If only his ambition was used another way I know that he got the brains to do whatever he wants It's the actions of his past in his head that it haunts The early 2000's lifestyle he wanted to flaunt The clicking sound of the nine, like a typewriter's font That's my parents for you, I love them to death My dad suffered from the blade like his name is Macbeth My moms is strugglin' with a massive pile of debt Long story short, life moves fast like Corvette That's my life in a shell, I know it's kinda hard to tell From the outside it doesn't tend to dwell But that's my story, I don't want none of the glory I don't want none of the fame I just wanna make sure both my parents is straight You hear the knocks at the door that make your fuckin' stomachs stop Where on the other side of it, there's about twenty Standing cops Pops runs around the crib, strugglin' to hide the knocks Mom's is in the bathroom, busy flushing down, all the stop You hear the knocks at the door that make your fuckin' stomachs stop Where on the other side of it, there's about twenty Standing cops Pops runs around the crib, strugglen' to hide the knocks Mom's is in the bathroom, busy flushing down, all the stock