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I woke up early in the mornin' hoes blowin up my phoneAin't use to small talkin' when they knowI'm Tryna bone, Fuck em'I'll holla later man, right now my mind else whereMy moms health care get her out this hell hereA lot of niggas fail, but frail niggas won't prevail hereWe seen it all man niggas can't even spell scaredA fresh prince but yo my city ain't no Bel-AirFuck if you would sell, I'm worried bout my welfareSo farewell to them broke days and bonjour to the most paidSoon as my dough straight I throw the wifeyin some dolce and put some chains on my niggaslike own slavesI get up look out the window hope the sun shining downon a nigga outhere front liningI hit the streets and see them boys out herelocking up some older headSo god damn homey hold ya head (And hold ya head)I get upI see the clouds from my windowI pray the sun gon' shine this wayAnd where I go as the wind blowMomma ya son gon' find his wayAnd if I gotta crawl I'm a make to the end thoughUp to the top if climb my wayAnd tell em' I'm a rise I'm on myHeaded for the sky I'm on my wayPaint a picture and show the deaf what it's like to listenAnd speak the words and tell a blind man what he missin'For all my niggas doin' time man up in prisonThought you had to resort to crime man fuck the systemWe raisin' babies up in hades where it ain't' no hopeAin't no fathers don't take no scholarship to slang no dopePoliticians hollerin' bout' problems but I ain't gon' voteHe talk bout change still we floatin' in the same ol' boatSo tell me how I'm suppose to feel when the president spokeWhen he ain't neva had to struggle ain't neva been brokeAin't even roll through the ghetto ain't neva been closeTrustin' this government like trustin' the devil in oathA rebel with quotesI get upLife style of the young black and recklessA generation of niggas strapped and askin' questionsLike tell me why ain't got shitI let this liquor fill my liver with them toxicAs I sipI get upI see the clouds from my windowI pray the sun gon' shine this wayAnd where I go as the wind blowMomma ya son gon' find his wayAnd if I gotta crawl I'm a make to the end thoughUp to the top if climb my wayAnd tell em' I'm a rise I'm on myHeaded for the sky I'm on my wayYeahTo all my niggas paper chasin'I pray for your patienceJust keep the faith that you gon' make it one dayyou'll be cakin'Takin' this shit one step at a timeThat real shit is stuck in my mind but to that bullshitI'm deaf and I'm blindDestined to shine I'm a find a wayCause heyDammit them jobs outthere ain't tryna payI prayGranted 9 to 5 is how you surviveI ain't tryna survive, I'm tryna throw my momma in ridesI'm a provide for my seed I'm the soilI teach em' bout' loyaltyI teach em' that his skin black like oil that's for royaltyI show em' all the things that my pops was neva showin' meTreat em' like a growin' tree with this poetryI get upAnd show the sons how to lead not to followThe present is our gift but our seeds got tommorowSo please niggas raise your kidsAnd help em' overcome that bull shit they daze us withI blaze the shitI get upI see the clouds from my windowI pray the sun gon' shine this wayAnd where I go as the wind blowMomma ya son gon' find his wayAnd if I gotta crawl I'm a make to the end thoughUp to the top if climb my wayAnd tell em' I'm a rise I'm on myHeaded for the sky I'm on my way
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