Tortured
K Finesse
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Have you seen someone tortured baby Me I was tortured baby Ran away crying from home Running the streets all on ma own Have you seen someone tortured baby Me I was tortured baby Ran the streets all on ma own Ran away crying from home Me I was tortured throughout my childhood I don't even know what love feels like Mom's and pops domestic violence All around the house it don't feel right Eight or nine tryna help mom's fight off this grown fuckin man while Ma brothers and sisters tucked in the corner crying for help no help came I was locked in a closet trapped for days asking god why me though Hung from a door at the age of five What I do to deserve this treatment Lil Kevin he running them streets now Turned to a Killer he a beast now Got in trouble in school in school on a daily I been misunderstood since a baby Never felt like a nigga ever fit in Lone wolf by myself I'm ma bestfriend Real pops ran away from his children Rollin stone what they sayin I ain't feelin it Like a coward he left without a Dear John Left me and my sisters for a bitch huh Now I'm fending for myself in the trenches Step pops he would beat me wit vengeance Had to lie to the doc about ma red eye Step pops he was watchin wit a close eye Seen ma first dead body in the first grade Had post traumatic stress at a young age Still dealing with this shit in ma adult age Ain't no wounded worrier project for the street life Tortured and abandoned as a baby Nothin in this world could ever faze me Had visions of killing ma pops Say both of the bastards could get it Lil Kevin he's tired he's crying for help but his moms she wouldn't come get em In love with her dude so she let him abuse her son from a past marriage Taken it out on me why lil Kevin he'd rather die He's tired of the abuse wanna run away and never come back to this life Had courage enough to do it 2004 he split Two weeks he was gone living all on his own no amber alert to come get em Wished he was white cuz he hated his life on tv they made it look better He's crying for help but no one would come and get him a lost soul they said But a lost cause what he felt like So he's stuck and he's trapping in the street life On the block he was thugging on a daily Forty cal wit a thirty in the stick though Kingsley and Pomona niggas trapping War drums steady booming in the trunks so For theses dead presidents we'll go Rambo No love in a young nigga household So he grew up in the gangbanging trenches Product of his environment it felt right At the time now he searching for a new life Build it up on my way to some new heights Ima star Ima shine bright like a bright light 3ent Finesse this is real life
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