Rhakim Ali - Son Of A Gun lyrics

[Verse 1] Let me tell you a story a kid in the 80s It might get crazy Cause things be shaky A teenager man he was nearly a baby But his attitude was gimme that pay me Corner store I want more nothing could phase me OG went to jail so now this n***as praise me Skate board long hair He felt he belonged here But before all of that tho He met a cool chick that could rap flows Never was an a**hole I ain't gonna say her name But she apart of the game Lil shawty on the block rocking chains Kicking rhymes getting by spitting flames Now he couldn't rap but he started spitting game Never been locked up Went to her door best believed she got knocked up Now a n***a with a kid Not tryna do a bid Doesn't wasn't child with the life that he lives When ya 16 what left is there to do He didn't have a clue He just needed revenue But his baby daughter needed brand new shoes Maybe mess around and cut a cla** or two Cause he couldn't get money staying after school So he went on the block strapped up with the tool Couldn't sing his daughter rock a byes Cause he couldn't tell the block good bye Caught up in hella lies now he needs an alibi Don't sleep on him just because he was the shorter guy Cause his inner demon was becoming his pulterguist Older n***as noticed You a young prospect know this You gotta run ya clique always stay focused Don't get caught doing no low sh** Cause then ya hopeless Stuck in a cell holding on to that soap sh** Stuck on the bottom where it always is the coldest Can't climb ya way out you'll be rope less Woah sh** He took that into play As he living day by day Tryna increase his pay Cause there is no other way As long as no one knew where his mother stay He could put his gun away Cause he a good guy he don't wanna be attacking But first lemme tell you what happen He went to the corner store him and homie laughing Went to the back and made a distraction As beers they were pa**ing Clerk seen them then they started dashing Clerk grabbed the bat and chased em Racing Didn't know what they were facing Hit his friends face in Didn't know what to do Grabbed his gat & had to shoot 1 2 3 Someone in the background called the police Put his gun back in his jeans Thought that he left clean Got home cereal he poured Then suddenly there was a knock on the door [Police Voice] Is there a ***** here? No , take your time . that's gonna be the last good meal you have in a while [Verse 2] Who's gonna pay bail when you live in the projects Just to pay bills man that sh** is a project Young hustler he was a street prospect But he got locked up just for candy to pocket He eventually got out, met with his peers Thankfully he only got 4 years He could've done life Cause he didn't do right But soon he reconnected with his future wife That lady is my mother now isn't this crazy Thats this man raised me A life he gave me Im a son of a gun I was a bullet as a baby