dirty south baby

Aye, lemme kick some real quick
You know, my father say Why you think the old man walk around outside?
He said that I was dead, locked up and still in a house
I hate these folks, got for us just 'cause we got color
There's a beautiful side to everything but the history of the south is just
Black children dying too young, too quickly
He said: We still fightin', just breathe

Lemme tell you where I'm from, uh
Dirty south baby, gettin' paper since a youngster
Jittabugs run round in my city with the monsters
Used to live on baker where you might just see a baser getting naked by the dumpsters
Hell nah, used to hear my mama crying talking through the jail phone
Pissed off 'bout a bih, knowing damn well that's my damn fault
Never was a rich boy, never let my hair down
Used to keep my hair long
Now I keep it low

What'chu know, I heard you never been around my way, that's for sho
We used to see them niggas everyday, now they gone
Keep daedae on my mind
Why'd you have to take him home, lord
I ain't ever wanna let 'em go, that's my homeboy
Still at Robles park, praying that I see his ghost
I hope I get to make it out these woods with my folks
I hope I get this money and get everything I want

Lemme tell you where I'm from, uh
Dirty south baby, gettin' paper since a youngster
Jittabugs run round in my city with the monsters
Used to live on baker where you might just see a baser getting naked by the dumpsters
Hell nah, used to hear my mama crying talking through the jail phone
Pissed off 'bout a bih, knowing damn well that's my damn fault
Never was a rich boy, never let my hair down
Used to keep my hair long
Now I keep it low

What have I done?
What have I become?
Darlin', I think that I am
Far too gone
Won't be long, uh
'Til I reach my end
Father, I need some time with you
Can you help me breathe?
Whatever I say
It never gets away
'Cause everyone's looking at me