TROOST LAKE Lyrics

Cold nigga, flow sicker since them days when we had broke Christmases

Old dishes and living more ratchet than Glorilla

Low digits, 25th street rouge nigga, prolific

'93 to '96 maybe, shit's crazy

Crib full of family members, guess who's the lil baby?

Crack baby blues, Pops went and turned that rehab to fight night

Seen my big sis carry no gloves to fight life

Grandma taught me people use drugs to fight strife

Used to take the bus around the city when I was five

She said look around you, be careful and think twice

Everyone is struggling and juggling they own vices

Never hung with mama too much but never cried

Never had the chance to be stuck right by her side

When mama got a call, she would rush to go outside

Seen a white Escalade had pulled up, she took a ride

I hit elementary and Yo Mama jokes start hitting different

Why I gotta speak to fiends while I'm on my way to the kitchen?

How we let them fuck the culture and play like all is forgiven?

How I play it cool and act like it won't affect how I'm living?

And she'd rather go away then to stay and learn my specifics

Maybe that's the reason sometimes I'm evil to women

Why my pops ain't tryna stop what I'm witnessing, is he tripping?

Imma kid, I guess I just don't get it

Aye, yo

I wanna kill my mama's drug dealer, throw his body off in Troost Lake

If she had another chance, would I have another chance?

Is it too late?

I said I wanna kill my mama's drug dealer, throw his body off in Troost Lake

Cause if she had another chance, would I have a better chance?

Is it too late? Too late, too late

Cold nigga, flow sicker, these days I run a whole business, more scrilla

As a cub, I kept a little money, real money

If I told her where I put it, she would just steal from me

Told my pops I'll never gang bang or sell dope, or judge men

I was a kid, and I'm not as smart as I was then

I grew up, I'm plugged in, got homies now

I'm locked in with OG's who don't control me but hold me down

But I wish I had my mama

An emotional bond minus the trauma

But before I came to Earth, she was introduced to the product

And I look around and peep just how deep in the hole they got us

And the homies moving weight to help nurture, protect and guide us

Had me trapped between morality and vengeance

Reality is vicious, it's bound to be relentless

At times I'm ashamed, difference is now I see the picture

Everytime I sold that shit I know the child in me could witness

How I wanna kill my mama's drug dealer? Would that make a nigga two-faced?

Seen the devil tryna dance but I wasn't supposed to dance

Damn, it's too late

How I wanna kill my mama's drug dealer? Would that make a nigga two-faced?

Seen the devil tryna dance but I wasn't supposed to dance

Damn, it's too late, fuck

I thought I truly seen the deepest parts, the deepest dark

But I keep sinking

But I keep singing

I thought I truly seen the deepest parts, the deepest dark

But I keep seeking

But I keep singing

Yaddidye, love you mama

You been through a lot

A whole lot of shit

But look how far you came

You still pushing