Rebirth / Hold On-Deniro Farrar/Child Actor

Lord, forgive me 'cause the way I'm living They say what goes around comes around I'm gonna get what's coming to me Guess I'll be strapped up till they lay me down And I done did too much to say I never go to church and barely pray Lately I've been going through some things Hail, what the f**k I'm supposed to say? 'Cause I just had two baby boys I'm always calling mama's other name When I get caught in my emotions Lord, I swear I'm tryna make a change They wrote my brother Toon in the mud But I'm always texting with these hoes Feel bad whenever he caught my phone He had quartermine, he ain't even show And my little brother looking up to me Lord, I swear I ain't no role model My uncle a f**king alcoholic Can't even eat unless he got a bottle I been stressing about that money lately Got me 'bout to rob a f**king bank And my mama f**k with b**ches now I could judge her but I really can't 'Cause the way I'm living ain't no better I said the way I'm living ain't no better I just got MD for what's his name So now I'm riding strapped with my Beretta Laying in my bed, can't get sleep Eyes wide open and I'm staring at the ceiling 'spit if from the heart, I know they gonna feel it I was born real so cowards gonna feel me Watching my back 'cause I know they wanna kill me Don't go nowhere without my semi Daddy was a killer so the blue line in me Heart of a lion even though a ni**a skinny Come to my hood and you gonna see plenty Pat my sh*t is what the hood kept missing Niggas on d**e walk around all timid D**e dealer pass through the hood in a Bentley Never gave back to the hood where I'm from So the niggas from the block where I'm from gonna get it Niggas get money and they act like b**ches Niggas get money and they act like b**ches Till they head get bust and they a** need stitches Blinded by the greed so you better pay attention Money don't make you real, my ni**a Better run a valuable motherf**king dollar' I ain't got nowhere to go, my ni**a Got beat down to the floor, my ni**a Hurt so bad and it show, my ni**a They kept saying that I wouldn't be sh*t 'Cause I grew up so poor, my ni**a Well I'mma tell y'all like my ni**a tell me While I see it well enough they never grow, my ni**a Laying in my bed, can't get sleep Eyes wide open and I'm staring at the ceiling Never go to church and my momma's feeling hurt Praying at night 'cause she know that I'm sinning Best coming so you know I gotta get it Money coming fast so you know that's how I'm spending I ain't got credit so the whips on me when I drop out work'.