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letra de one day it'll make cents (intro) - devin

it was 94, i was only 3
my mother took me in the room and sat me on her knee
said i was a man cause “daddy had to leave”
had to live a life but had to sell another key
he sacrificed his life, he was 33
he was the only n-gga ever to inspire me
left him on the road for everyone to see
without a father in his life a boy can only sink
father crucified the sh-t was egregious
so i pray to him a n-gga never met jesus
now it’s me and quentin and he gave me a reason
to suck it up and be a man and do what is needed
“you a man n-gga! can’t be over here weeping!”
“know where you stand n-gga! cause this sh-t can get deeper!”
it’s just me, my brother so you know i’m his keeper
but the life we knew it, it would never be peaceful

say i’m “acting like my father”, so what it seem
i barely knew the n-gga what the f-ck do it mean?!
thank god i had a brother who could show me the dream
thank god he picked me up and gave a shoulder to lean
the past happened to us, the future’s a dream
and happiness is something that reside in between
we just tried to ride into something that clean
my brother shut his eyes and he died as a teen
eery feeling, feel his spirit out carriage hill
mother tearing, split his ceiling out on the field
the day they closed his casket, my confidence sealed
i tried to shape myself but i had no help to build
but n-ggas don’t care bout what you go through for real
that’s why it take a minute ‘fore my heart is revealed
that’s why snakes like the grass, the hate is concealed
no hate up in my heart amidst the hiss in the field

but without my father who the f-ck ‘gon provide for me?
and without my brother who the f-ck gonna ride for me?
mother said i’d “see em”, why the f-ck would she lie to me?
tried to go to church but christ ain’t the one died for me
i can have anything if i put my mind to it
tried to push forward with the trauma that’s tied to you
fake friends talking sh-t and n-ggas be loud with it
looking in his eyes and he hate that he proud of me
everything i got was once a vision i dreamt
hope the means justify the ends that i spent
father watching over me, the worst is prevent
my brother got my back, he there for me in defense
said i’d f-ck this game so she gave me consent
this time next year it’ll be late to come with
invested every penny i had and so hence
the title of my life is ‘one day it’ll make cents’

- devin

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