Deniro Farrar - Rebirth/ Hold On lyrics

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ft. 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 fuck 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 fucking alcoholic

Can’t even eat unless he got a bottle

I been stressing about that money lately

Got me ‘bout to rob a fucking bank

And my mama fuck with bitches 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 nigga skinny

Come to my hood and you gonna see plenty

Pat my shit is what the hood kept missing

Niggas on dope walk around all timid

Dope 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 bitches

Niggas get money and they act like bitches

Till they head get bust and they ass need stitches

Blinded by the greed so you better pay attention

Money don’t make you real, my nigga

Better run a valuable motherfucking dollar…

I ain’t got nowhere to go, my nigga

Got beat down to the floor, my nigga

Hurt so bad and it show, my nigga

They kept saying that I wouldn’t be shit

‘Cause I grew up so poor, my nigga

Well I’mma tell y’all like my nigga tell me

While I see it well enough they never grow, my nigga

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….