Riches by Revo
• Written by user647189001
My childhood wasn't good
the Niggas owned my hood,
girl across the street
started talk to me
she told me to follow my dream
to increase my self-esteem
Negative/positive my dreams to be
Wasn't to rap or sing
My dream was family riches
Not money or the bitches
Block out haters and snitches
No room In family pictures
I've been from school to school
trying to fit in and be cool
Acception was the key for me
Tryna figure out what to be
I got stuck in a place
I was just another face
This brought me disgrace
I needed my own space.
it's all in my head
yet again
What's left to defend
My family is broken
I need one token
Softly spoken
Up to my head I'm choking
Choking turn to smoking
Now I'm broken
My life's croaking.
Nothing's working
Devils smirking
Ive been lurking
For a life
Dat be nice
Name the price
I'll sacrifice
Not once
But twice.
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user647189001
Member since June 10 2017