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Field Mob - "Crutch"
[Chorus]
You are not alone cause Im going through this thing with you
You dont have to cry no more
If we make it through this pain, promise Im gon keep it real with you
You dont have to cry no more
[Boondox] I remember bein broke with no record deal
[Kalage] Broke with no job
[B] Too broke to smoke dope
[K] Man, times so hard
I wanna take my own life
[B] Thats what pain do to you
[K] But Im too broke to even die
[B] I couldnt afford a funeral
[K] Im too broke to spend time
[B] Yall dont know how it feel
I couldve been a metal welder
[K] Cause I know how to steel (steal)
[B] Naw, I aint braggin, Im just keepin it real
I was so broke my wet dream was bout eatin a meal
[K] Man I been homeless
[B] You ever spent the night in the grass?
[K] With ants and mesquitos
[B] While they bitin ya ass
[K] My best friend got shot nine times for nothin
He was all I had, we used to lie and say we was cousins
[B] Even momma turned her back on me, wouldnt look me in my face
Im a disgrace to my folks...
[K] Cause I aint graduate?
[B] I aint have nobody
[K] Man, I wish I was dead
[B] I was alone so I turned to God and he said
[Chorus]
[Boondox]
As far as I remember, I been in high school ever since elementary
Since the fifth I been twistin spliffs and hittin the weed
My eyes went through menestration every day in the summer
At age six, my piss could crank up a Hummer
Had a hooker mom, like Alfred she Hitchcock
Bumped dad, cause when he visit it was like a pit stop
I lived knock hard, like Jay-Z, boy ya won
Things got harder, at age eighteen, I bought a gun
A three-eighty caliber, for street crazy scavengers
Tryna take my ??, Ill turn your hat lavender
Sacks of herb in my pocket I smoke eventually
Supposed to be sellin em, but its hard to give em away
Livin the day for tomorrow, so on the down-low
I used beats and rhymes, why not, look at me now
From flippin dimes, playin get like me to get a dollar
To ridin on my own twenties in my Impala, I aint cryin
[Chorus]
[Kalage]
Well, I been hearin a lotta people say that bloods thicker than water
Well answer this then, which would you swallow?
I said that to say, it dont matter, friend or kin
Shawn aint my cousin but he here through thick and thin
[B] OK, I came up but all the faith folks came down
[K] The script flip flopped
[B] Now the game changed round
Everybody wanna chill now, in my grill now
Now my smile ice cold, white gold like whooooooaaaa!
[Chorus 4x]
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