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ayyo itz ya girl! Nana in the building a lil song about how my life just listen see I grew up poor but not really poor living in the hood ghetto by the liquer stores was only four dam felt so lonely thought I was the lonely even though my mama would hold me too many drama complaining bout my momma saying she this and that u bringing all the drama don't talk about my momma dont talk about my momma don't talk about my mama not gonna repeat see sometimes it's hard not having ya momma around dam crying to the ground ya he took me away going insane didn't wanna see her crying that day in pain when my daddy took me away what can I say time really heels pain growing up with ya daddy 10 times worse of the pain damged in my brain might as well wanna leave my tears rain hopefully soon they will drain away
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