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mistah f.a.b. - i'm still living lyrics

[chorus]
time tickin’, got my mind so different
and ever since my mama died, man i grind so different
and anybody ever disrespect me, i’m gon’ get ’em
i put that on my mama’s soul, man, his mom’s gon’ miss ’em
yeah, i try to be a saint, but i can’t stop sinnin’
they prolly think i sold my soul ’cause i ain’t stop winnin’
goin’ through h-lla sh-t, but i can’t stop grinnin’
stressed out, but still smilin’, i’m just happy i’m livin’

[verse 1]
granny gettin’ sick and your mama strung out
all night on the strip, the block where you hung out
try to hustle for some kicks, some js with it’s tongues out
hit the school a week early before they come out
raised in the projects, we ain’t had no patio
my mama baby daddy, i ain’t seen daddy-o
most of the teens, mama smoked out and they daddy gone
and the streets takin’ over, yeah, once his granny gone
yeah, god bless his granny’s soul, but he lost all control
’cause he saw these n-ggas stuntin’ and he’s tired of bein’ broke
ain’t nothin’ happy about bein’ poor when you sleepin’ on the floor
and what really make it worse is when the whole school know
stomach hurtin’, tears fallin’ down, middle of you prayin’
if you never been that hungry, can’t relate to what i’m sayin’
on the set hustlin’, you was at recess playin’
streets stripped our innocence turned us boys to men

[verse 2]
malnourished ’cause this food ain’t healthy
said, “f-ck them ogs”, ’cause them fools ain’t help me
thought them d-boys was ballin’, but them dudes ain’t wealthy
caught the d-boy blues, but you dudes don’t feel me
mama on candy and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout snickers
auntie a alcoholic, lost her liver for the liquor
sis got turned out by some sl!ck-talkin’ n-gga
and bruh got twenty years for an instagram picture
i’m just a young jedi tryna find a life saver
gentrified neighborhood, now we got white neighbors
used to hear granny cryin’, sayin’, “please, christ, save us”
but ain’t no blonde-haired, blue-eyed man doin’ us no favors
and bein’ poor, to the streets where it force us
dope era dreams just to pop up on the forbes list
early europeans appeared on black horses
blacks took religion and the whites took our resources

[verse 3]
the pyramids came before the projects
so why they h-ll we settle for plantations?
the prison system was built in the process
of them tryna find free labor for the nation
i don’t play politics, cause i know it’s poli-tricks
yeah i cried when my daddy died, but had to honor it
grew up without a daddy, yeah, all me and my potnas did
man, i lost my mom when i heard my mama sick
didn’t think i could live without her, but i’m still here
choke me up when i think about her, i shed real tears
seem like yesterday, but d-mn, this goin’ on it’s tenth year
now my daughter gettin’ older, out to start her period

[interlude]
d-mn that sh-t wild, just to think about it
havin’ another child, i often think about it
but understandin’ that this world’s so crazy
would hate to bring another baby into a world so shady

- mistah f a b lyrics

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