A fatherless child
I felt like we were just starting to know each other man
They can take all this shit, all of it
It don't mean nothing, I just wanna see
You one more time
My heart is on the line
Everybody making plans for tomorrow
Not even knowing if tomorrow gon' come
So numb, a nigga so numb
Cause I done lost over 30 friends to the slums
Switches on the blick with the drums
That's a hundred shots, here they come
Y'all love to blame it on the shorties being young
But it's a product of the neighborhood they from
Born to be a rider
Might as well call him a war survivor
Fifteen, he gotta be a provider
Cause his mama need help
And daddy ain't shit
Three younger brothers but he treat them like his kids
Man of the house, man this type of shit exists
A boy without his dad, man what type of shit is this
It's the type of shit that make me stop and reminisce, like
Dear pops
Sitting by the phone
Waiting for your call right now
Turns out you was gone
I just need to be alone right now
We take so much for granted
Things never go as planned
What's the protocol when you falling
But no one's there to hold your hand
These days, I stay away
Cause when you get close, that's when they fade away
Time loves no one
And life ain't no fun when you come from the slums
The horns blow
Heaven couldn't wait for you
You gone but I pray for you
I just hope your soul at peace
Same shit, different day
I was raised in a slumhaus
Re-up till we run out
Walk around with your gun out
If you scared don't come out
Stayed down so we up now
Welcome to the slumhaus
Welcome to the slumhaus
Welcome to the slumhaus
Welcome to the slumhaus
Home of the chrome
One day you're here, next day you're gone
It don't mean nothing I just wanna see
You one more time
My heart is on the line
You was gone for a minute
Then you stepped back in my life
Now you're gone forever
Never thought I'd lose you twice
We was just gettin' back close
You tried to make it right
Because when I needed you the most
You was nowhere in sight
It's bittersweet, it's killin' me
I did not think I would be brokenhearted like this
I thought you hurt me too bad but my heart is too big
Closure
I took care of everything for you
Wish we could've put you in the soil
Next to your mother but couldn't afford it
I know you wanted to be buried next to grandma
And I really wish I could've made that happen for you man but
You made it hard for us
I just wish you would've had your business in order man
Life insurance is important
R.I.P. though
It don't mean nothing I just wanna see
You one more time
My heart is on the line
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A fatherless child
I felt like we were just starting to know each other man
They can take all this shit, all of it
It don't mean nothing, I just wanna see
You one more time
My heart is on the line
Everybody making plans for tomorrow
Not even knowing if tomorrow gon' come
So numb, a nigga so numb
Cause I done lost over 30 friends to the slums
Switches on the blick with the drums
That's a hundred shots, here they come
Y'all love to blame it on the shorties being young
But it's a product of the neighborhood they from
Born to be a rider
Might as well call him a war survivor
Fifteen, he gotta be a provider
Cause his mama need help
And daddy ain't shit
Three younger brothers but he treat them like his kids
Man of the house, man this type of shit exists
A boy without his dad, man what type of shit is this
It's the type of shit that make me stop and reminisce, like
Dear pops
Sitting by the phone
Waiting for your call right now
Turns out you was gone
I just need to be alone right now
We take so much for granted
Things never go as planned
What's the protocol when you falling
But no one's there to hold your hand
These days, I stay away
Cause when you get close, that's when they fade away
Time loves no one
And life ain't no fun when you come from the slums
The horns blow
Heaven couldn't wait for you
You gone but I pray for you
I just hope your soul at peace
Same shit, different day
I was raised in a slumhaus
Re-up till we run out
Walk around with your gun out
If you scared don't come out
Stayed down so we up now
Welcome to the slumhaus
Welcome to the slumhaus
Welcome to the slumhaus
Welcome to the slumhaus
Home of the chrome
One day you're here, next day you're gone
It don't mean nothing I just wanna see
You one more time
My heart is on the line
You was gone for a minute
Then you stepped back in my life
Now you're gone forever
Never thought I'd lose you twice
We was just gettin' back close
You tried to make it right
Because when I needed you the most
You was nowhere in sight
It's bittersweet, it's killin' me
I did not think I would be brokenhearted like this
I thought you hurt me too bad but my heart is too big
Closure
I took care of everything for you
Wish we could've put you in the soil
Next to your mother but couldn't afford it
I know you wanted to be buried next to grandma
And I really wish I could've made that happen for you man but
You made it hard for us
I just wish you would've had your business in order man
Life insurance is important
R.I.P. though
It don't mean nothing I just wanna see
You one more time
My heart is on the line
I felt like we were just starting to know each other man
They can take all this shit, all of it
It don't mean nothing, I just wanna see
You one more time
My heart is on the line
Everybody making plans for tomorrow
Not even knowing if tomorrow gon' come
So numb, a nigga so numb
Cause I done lost over 30 friends to the slums
Switches on the blick with the drums
That's a hundred shots, here they come
Y'all love to blame it on the shorties being young
But it's a product of the neighborhood they from
Born to be a rider
Might as well call him a war survivor
Fifteen, he gotta be a provider
Cause his mama need help
And daddy ain't shit
Three younger brothers but he treat them like his kids
Man of the house, man this type of shit exists
A boy without his dad, man what type of shit is this
It's the type of shit that make me stop and reminisce, like
Dear pops
Sitting by the phone
Waiting for your call right now
Turns out you was gone
I just need to be alone right now
We take so much for granted
Things never go as planned
What's the protocol when you falling
But no one's there to hold your hand
These days, I stay away
Cause when you get close, that's when they fade away
Time loves no one
And life ain't no fun when you come from the slums
The horns blow
Heaven couldn't wait for you
You gone but I pray for you
I just hope your soul at peace
Same shit, different day
I was raised in a slumhaus
Re-up till we run out
Walk around with your gun out
If you scared don't come out
Stayed down so we up now
Welcome to the slumhaus
Welcome to the slumhaus
Welcome to the slumhaus
Welcome to the slumhaus
Home of the chrome
One day you're here, next day you're gone
It don't mean nothing I just wanna see
You one more time
My heart is on the line
You was gone for a minute
Then you stepped back in my life
Now you're gone forever
Never thought I'd lose you twice
We was just gettin' back close
You tried to make it right
Because when I needed you the most
You was nowhere in sight
It's bittersweet, it's killin' me
I did not think I would be brokenhearted like this
I thought you hurt me too bad but my heart is too big
Closure
I took care of everything for you
Wish we could've put you in the soil
Next to your mother but couldn't afford it
I know you wanted to be buried next to grandma
And I really wish I could've made that happen for you man but
You made it hard for us
I just wish you would've had your business in order man
Life insurance is important
R.I.P. though
It don't mean nothing I just wanna see
You one more time
My heart is on the line
Writer: Byron Horton
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