Lost Born Child

Picture me dirty black nigga product of the trap

Not the drugs spots but all the blocks that set our people back

So imagine how I felt that first I touched a stack

Older cousin slinging pussy like it’s crack

All facts but fuck it the streets raised him he a product of the trap

Little buzzin bloodin buggin he a product of that Mac and cheese

That Hennessy that dirty weed I’m talking Buddha sacks

Rest In Peace my nigga Roc

My nigga had the heart of Dapp

They say if you never lived it never spit it in ya raps

Cause when the realist niggas hear it you can never take it back

You see poppa was a pastor but we livеd in the hood

So when Papa wasn’t around I was smoking that good

High as hell barking at bitchеs but they didn’t bark back

They used to say I’ll fuck you niggas but that nigga too fat

They used to say I’ll date y’all niggas but this nigga too wack

Fast forward to 09 I’m fucking bitches in the pines thinking damn

Shawty used to fuck 10 niggas as a time

Now I’m all up in her guts that shit was fucking with my mind

Got so much baggage I carried till the age of 29

So many stories that I can try to share and sell to RL Stine

Damn I was a good kid and I never did crime

So how the fuck the street to do this to me

That peer pressure got my friends smoking weed and carrying a gun

And I was jealous of them cause they was having fun

And I wanted to be real and I wanted to live

But sometimes I learned that living is the fasted way to die man

I’m wit my nigga shawty and I’m feeling on her thighs man

She look me in the eyes and she tell me that she want it

I was young and I was used to bitches frontin so I took it when she threw it

Man I fucked my nigga’s girl on her prom night

And then my nigga fucked his girl on her prom night

But she never blew up my spot it was a bomb night

Loyalty was something that we couldn’t possess

Cause we were dancing with the demons and we all were possessed

Some were trapped by sex some were trapped by the crime

But none of us could escape our demons trapped inside our minds

Most of my niggas did time we done real things

By 24 became the subject of most of yall niggas rhymes

Picture me

[Outro]

Dreams are just alternate reality