Keith Murray - Child Of The Streets (Man Child) Lyrics
f/ Man ChildYo, the fruit don't fall far from the treeYeah, uh[VERSE 1] (Keith Murray)My grandfather use to tell meThis place ain't got nothing to offer youDon't you see all the changes everybody going throughThis family got problems and they do tooBut everybody wanna tell you what they think you should doHe said watch them so called friends and them girls tooSonny do you like they did Jesus crucify youAs he sat there in his chair looking out the windowI'm thinking when you can't get away where do you go?(Inside your mind) man child never had a chance to be youngEither you selling drugs or out there on the binge strung for someThere's onlytwo places to go the morgue or the PenFor some school is an option entertainment to alternate themThen they'll try to exploit you discriminate youUse you as a tool make money and live in luxury off youAnd we so confused we wanna believe in somethingSo they promise us the world but give us nothing[CHORUS] (Man Child)I say we can be all in this togetherYeah, will you end up like, your family treeTell me what you gonna do what you gonna doWhat you gonna doYour mind ain't too far from the sky[VERSE 2] (Keith Murray)The death of a loved one remind you of yourself don't it?Knowing you could be next at any given momentLike Twine I used to call him a brother of mineHis pops was a drunk and his mother was blindHe use to stay at my hose sometimes my moms didn't mindWe was just nickel and dime hustlers wasting timeLiving in the streets targeted and forced to killDualistically we learned how to lie and stealGangsters of the future modern days thugsSeem like me whole hood is covered in bloodTraveling a ruff life in the eye of the stormNow I wear their life stories tattooed on my armPsyc's grandmother passed away on April fools dayThen her funeral was on her birthday shit is realMy man had four baby moms and two on the wayAnd trying to make a living for them passes away in veinGod bless him, ask Skeeta[CHORUS] (Man CHild)Child of the streets well, well, well, wellWill you end up like your family tree?Tell me what you gonna do 3X(Child of the streets, understand the habitsBehind the child of the streets)[VERSE3] (Keith Murray)They try to ***** my fame up tear my name upTurn around and sue me ***** my little bit of change upI knew it was going to be some shit to get me for some creamI saw it in my subconscious world like a visionAt first it hurt me like a knife in the heartBut by nature I continued to live out my partAs art imitates life and life imitates artDon't respect the streets and they tear your ass apartIt's important that my understanding understoodBut it's more important that it's understood in the hoodAnd to all the females in the Pen stay strongAny day in jail girl is a day too longAnd for those who had to do what they did to slideNow running like a fugitive to save the live you livePut in a box saw my step popsHe said boy Keith what the blood clot how much time you got?[CHORUS] (Man Child)Child of the streets little sisterTell me where will you lay your head?Child of the streets little brotherWhere will you make your bed?Yall tell me what yall gonna doWhat yall gonna doTell me what yall gonna doTell me
