Child

I promised my mother I would never cry
(True story)
I told em that I’m good but I’m terrified
When I started trial I was just a child
I promised my mother I would never cry
They ask me every day how I feel inside
I told em that I’m good but I’m terrified
On my mama I would never ever testify
How the fuck you goin' tell and try to justify?
I never been no rat bro I ride or die
When I started trial I was just a child
I been in the system ever since a child
The type of shit I’ve seen would have you traumatized
I keep it real holy field I ain’t gonna lie
And if you ever test me then you gonna die
I ain’t never take the stand, never testify
What these people claim they streets but they switching sides
Put it on my fuckin family for the clique I’ll ride
And if you trap me you getting very bodied now
And I ain’t never wasting time
I been in the streets though
These people know me everywhere the fuckin heat go
In the west or the south or the east coast
They talk bout that lifestyle but never seen, no
Holla if you need dope
I be in the trap house
Got them shooters with me sticks and a max out
I got my savages right with me you get clapped down
And if you owe me money you get smacked down
(You know where that cash go!)
When I started trial I was just a child
I promised my mother I would never cry
They ask me every day how I feel inside
I told em that I’m good but I’m terrified
On my mama I would never ever testify
How the fuck you goin' tell and try to justify?
I never been no rat bro I ride or die
When I started trial I was just a child
I ain’t fuckin with no rent, you know I ride or get charged
You the type to call the cop and say I’m
I’m in the belly of the beast, you probably living it large
And when I catch you I’ma leave you with a mental discharge
Nowadays niggas get shot and report to their broads
They ain’t bustin shit back, they sit in court with the Sarge
Taking stands, touching
While they be playing their fingers
They wear em wide just like
Just like
Had em sitting in their pampers and them shits got bigger
Thinking that nigga shit shit
I bust that trigger
Hope when they get em hope it’s televised
I’ll open up my bottle while his mother cry
Brian on the statement I would never try
I’d rather ask em for my love, where the fuck is mine
Y’all pussies be the reason why it’s thugicide
I got so much hate but it’s stuck inside
When I started trial I was just a child
I promised my mother I would never cry
They ask me every day how I feel inside
I told em that I’m good but I’m terrified
On my mama I would never ever testify
How the fuck you goin' tell and try to justify?
I never been no rat bro I ride or die
When I started trial I was just a child