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Featuring Twigg Martin , Lucky Don & Robbie Nova Yeah, I was just a young adolescent, without a destination Tryina find a way while my mama home stressing Searching for a blessing, and spilling my aggression Dropped out of school for a name and reputation Now I'm sitting in the kitchen, 8 ball on the dishes Staying large, tryina bag me up a million Off to the streets with a mission while they out there killing Will I live, will I die, no time for the questions Gotta get it, gotta get it, till the police get us In the group home, feeling like I'm locked on missiles Black boys lost then, wish somebody warned us Juvenile hell in and out of spot for Time don't wait, watch friends go to waste Watch mothers sell they bodies and the soul for they face It's the same world, that T-Ray tried to escape At the table looking killers in the face I grew up in a warzone, little girls lost, innocence gone Why I kill a man ever walked to that pay phone All the street legends in my hood gone Hold your head and stay strong [Hook] This is for the homies that died, mothers that cried Little black boys selling dope to stay alive SongtexteBabies that's born, in a world without a chance No fair, it's all God's plan, it's all God's plan, it's all God's plan Look up in the sky, put it all in God's hands Even when you feel like you won't make it Stand up and take it Gotta find the courage just to face it It's all God's plan For my grandma I pray for nigga, hit the streets, only way they made for a nigga Hit the belly of the beast, where it all goes down 8 years old seeing bodies on the ground, lay dead cold yeah It's a cold world yet it ain't made clear Both rapper hustle, that's your faith yeah No doctor, no lawyer, no teacher, no story book nigga Happy endings don't see us all ahead lil nigga running round with old money Couldn't tell me nothing I swore it was your money Taking her right divas and treat them like snow bunnies Swear to God I was wailing out, you know 6 try the try the same bit Main driving now, the same shit, having nigga on the island down All a nigga wanted was to make my papa proud Never did good enough, saw it with my options out A week after my daughter born, I was locked down Bullshit kicks funny how that work out Thank God that I'm here to tell the story Almost didn't make it grew when that nigga run upon me 15 years old in the hospital bed, bullet can't be removed That's what the doctor has said, but shit I count my blessing so many of my homies didn't make it Still many other niggas couldn't take it , the life [Hook] This is for the homies that died, mothers that cried Little black boys selling dope to stay alive Babies that's born, in a world without a chance No fair, it's all God's plan, it's all God's plan, it's all God's plan Look up in the sky, put it all in God's hands Even when you feel like you won't make it Stand up and take it Gotta find the courage just to face it It's all God's plan [Verse 3] Brownsville, me and crew been through it Real shit shit got stupid It's real talk yo, it's not just music Picture this, my mother cool with your mother Your own crew fuck with my aunt Me in the hood, getting what we want Snakes is lurking, egos drawing Me and my son had a fallout and started blowing Both listening to niggas that we thought was knowing The hood took us, thieves wanted to book us Size was picked late nights, we was up, like the sky was lit 45 in the garbage, better hide your shit Niggas will pop up to surprise your shit But get back to the subject Me and my son at ars fast forward, too real for rap I know you like damn, he killing the strap It's a passion, I get on it like a fashion It's the mafia, that's the new wave, middle finger, that's my crew wave Crew I got you, I ain't give up, I'm still going Have my ups and downs but still blowing And these fucker clowns are still showing I just dodge them, give them one hit shit go debarging My late ain't divide and bar wash 'em Hard case, braced arching I ain't got goons on deck We all brothers that will snap your neck [Hook] This is for the homies that died, mothers that cried Little black boys selling dope to stay alive Babies that's born, in a world without a chance No fair, it's all God's plan, it's all God's plan, it's all God's plan Look up in the sky, put it all in God's hands Even when you feel like you won't make it Stand up and take it Gotta find the courage just to face it It's all God's plan Aus Songtexte Mania