...ike... wyd bro
Mattydi53 Plays
•30 Oct 2019
yea south Sac living teeth all gritted from the shack that we lived in to the point were we can't be sitting gotta work for that dollar just like my mother drug addict with no father started down the wrong road kicked her future away with a baby at fifteen years old just another one of those stories untold and now we sit and remenence about when god turned cold like our house at night warming our hands by the stove I guess it was alright it was fine for the time being we were alive and I thank my mom for her life cause I never understood her sacrifice she was misunderstood due to her own device that drug addiction really held tight she was young only a Sprite 10 when she tried it her own father supplied it her mother never wanted to acknowledged it cause she knew what she was going through it's hard trying to live life when your barely living it as a youngin thoughts of suicide seemed right at the time I was only two when I was part of her drive by high speed chase going over 95 didnt recognize my mother when she got outside apparently had another lil sister that had to say bye I didnt understand alot but I knew not to cry look at her pain through my eyes single mother for most of her life only some few know the sacrifice only some few know the actual price but my future was out of sight I was holding on to the Hope's itll be alright even though I heard ghosts in my head at night every night gunshots flash by every night I here screams from that nearest homicide it's not an ideal life but its mine mine, loves hard to find denying the pain I hold inside I feel like drownin in a bottle of 80 proof everynight hangover thrashed my sight falling down from the high pulled in from the tide I'm ashamed hid from my pride the moment I lost my love I lost my stride riding down 99 going about the cali stride told my mom goodbye said I'll be alright writing this song to explain her fight
Leave a comment
will do thanks for the support 🤘
hell yeah bro 💯❗ check me out
yea south Sac living teeth all gritted from the shack that we lived in to the point were we can't be sitting gotta work for that dollar just like my mother drug addict with no father started down the wrong road kicked her future away with a baby at fifteen years old just another one of those stories untold and now we sit and remenence about when god turned cold like our house at night warming our hands by the stove I guess it was alright it was fine for the time being we were alive and I thank my mom for her life cause I never understood her sacrifice she was misunderstood due to her own device that drug addiction really held tight she was young only a Sprite 10 when she tried it her own father supplied it her mother never wanted to acknowledged it cause she knew what she was going through it's hard trying to live life when your barely living it as a youngin thoughts of suicide seemed right at the time I was only two when I was part of her drive by high speed chase going over 95 didnt recognize my mother when she got outside apparently had another lil sister that had to say bye I didnt understand alot but I knew not to cry look at her pain through my eyes single mother for most of her life only some few know the sacrifice only some few know the actual price but my future was out of sight I was holding on to the Hope's itll be alright even though I heard ghosts in my head at night every night gunshots flash by every night I here screams from that nearest homicide it's not an ideal life but its mine mine, loves hard to find denying the pain I hold inside I feel like drownin in a bottle of 80 proof everynight hangover thrashed my sight falling down from the high pulled in from the tide I'm ashamed hid from my pride the moment I lost my love I lost my stride riding down 99 going about the cali stride told my mom goodbye said I'll be alright writing this song to explain her fight
You may also like