Uh, dang
Although it hurts me [Huh], I still got to set the record straight [Yes
That I make my music for them n#gg#s forced to move the weight
Against the grain [Grain], hustlin’ every day to get the change
The ones that feel like gettin’ a job is really out they range [Uh-huh
Sellin’ product, but in the game so long ’til they caught up
Don’t like the way it comes but then don’t stop the pockets knot up
The ones that flip and bulldoze with candy on the frame
Don’t smoke no Mary Jane but undercovеr, snortin’ ‘caine
Man, I know, ’cause I done been that samе road befo’
I came up in the game and got a name from sellin’ snow
I’m flippin’ foreigns and droppin’ screens and naked rough is showin’ [Uh-huh
But if I achoo and sneeze, the room would freeze and go to snorin’
‘Cause I’m blowin’ [Mmm], but ain’t nobody knowin’ about this nonsense
Except me and my alter personality, my conscience
I gots to keep it secret [Why?], so can’t nobody peep it [Uh-huh
But I done blew so much that if it dropped, you couldn’t sweep it
And my reason [Yeah], I guess it’s just to deal with my frustration
But I done suppress the stress because I’m blessed with conversation [Mmm
I guess my many ‘cations and paper chasin’ is takin [Yeah
Effect because I’m blowin’ to my powder ’til my nose chaffers
Lord, help me, ’cause I don’t know nobody else to run to [Mmm
My friends don’t have a clue and can’t imagine what’s it’s come to
Still player made, rockin’ starch and ironed clothes
But my problem, is I can’t keep this powder out my nose
I’m still player made, rockin’ starch and ironed clothes
But my problem, is I can’t keep this powder out my nose
It’s my secret and can’t nobody peep it because
Habits like this ain’t supposed to be happenin’ to a star
It’s my secret and can’t nobody peep it, you know
It’s my secret and can’t nobody peep it because
Habits like this ain’t supposed to be happenin’ to a star
It’s my secret and can’t nobody peep it, you know
Things like this be happenin’ behind closed doors
It’s late in the night, I hear my pop creatin’ a fight [Damn
Mama standin’ in the paint with him, wavin’ a knife
It’s nothin’ new, I guess it’s just the way that liquor do
‘Cause later they screw [Huh], I guess to show that lovin’ is true
But pop ain’t through, I wish I wasn’t tellin’ the truth
He enters my room, I fake sleep, knowin’ I’m doomed
I’m feelin’ his touch [Uh], God, man, I hate ’em so much
Got me feelin’ all confused, suicidal and such
His hand my back [Mmm], he ease his finger down in my crack
I ain’t gay, but this my pops, so how should I react? [Dang
I twist and I turn, but he just act like he ain’t concerned [Mmm
I just slip into a zone to kinda block out the burn
My sister can see, I know she ’bout as scared as me
I see the tears down the side of face, she scared to breathe
If I was grown [Mmm], or could fight on my own
I would do a wrestlin’ move on him, shatter his bones
How does he feel? Watchin’ me scream, makin’ me squeal [Uh
He said if I snitch, I’m a b#tch and ain’t keepin’ it real [Man
Lord, is this really fair to a kid?
Got me sittin’ down, wonderin’, “What have I did?” [Uh
He ain’t been the same since he went and tackled his bid [No
Mama standin’ at the door, actin’ like she don’t see it
But I know she see it, know she see him violate me
Got me sittin’ down, wonderin’ why they both hate me [Mmm
But I’m grown now, and I can finally release [Mm-hmm
I can finally let my secret free, I let it free
It’s my secret and can’t nobody peep it because
Habits like this ain’t supposed to be happenin’ to a star
It’s my secret and can’t nobody peep it, you know
It’s my secret and can’t nobody peep it because
Habits like this ain’t supposed to be happenin’ to a star
It’s my secret and can’t nobody peep it, you know
Things like this be happenin’ behind closed doors
Ms. Jenkins, I apologize and I know
That you don’t really know what I’m apologizin’ fo’
All the times that I sat at your table, ate your food
Came to get Stevie and we walked to school
You picked me up, ’cause my moms ain’t had no car
I know you probably still sittin’ in the dark so far
But times change, and kids start to develop character
Most of the times they just simply inherit the
Traits of the parents and moms was a jealous one
So there you have it, my moms has a jealous son
And we grew older, but your boy could talk slick [Man
And spit game like a white boy hawk spit
We both hustle, but mine was mostly muscle
Stevie, he was smart though, he avoided tussle
But Lisa used to like me, Stevie had to peel me
Do you understand me, Ms. Jenkins? Can you feel me?
I know that he was better lookin’, all the girls said it
But Lisa used to like me, Stevie had to get it, you get it? [Mmm]
I didn’t even know the gun was loaded
I apologize, Ms. Jenkins
One of these in this verse
Is still my secret
You pick out which one it is
Haha
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