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letra de true story - tony2k

hook: i was raised in the projects
this pain runs deep
trails and broken promises where we all keep
i lost my dawg to the streets
i seen his momma cry
depression, ptsd until the day we die

verse 1: swimming pool full of water, but i’m drowning in pain
lost my momma to cancer, got my feelings enslaved
good memories of love, i say, “f-ck the fame,”
i pray every night, man, i’m just trying to break free
growing up, i was considered a bae bae kid
stealing off the trains, skipping school, look at all the sh-t we did
my parents smoking dope, we looked up to dope boys and sports cars
bbq in the courtyards, something i used to go to sleep with no food to eat
flirting with girls half my age, but they wouldn’t even speak
maybe it was the holes in my socks, or maybe my sneaks
in the abusive household with the lights turned off
put water in paint buckets from the neighbor’s yard
every night it was a fight, i’m just trying to see the light
my dawg lost his life, he was only 16
trying to sell work, trying to buy bling
absence is a wound that will never heal
forever in my heart and my soul, i will forever feel

hook: i was raised in the projects
this pain runs deep
trails and broken promises where we all keep
i lost my dawg to the streets
i seen his momma cry
depression, ptsd until the day we die
verse 2: can’t forget about the people we lost in the pandemic
looking back at the pictures we took for thanksgivings
another life goes in vain, i want the money, f-ck the fame
i’m asking god for repairs, took out my gucci shades
who really cares? for a million, supposed to buy my momma a home
with a bentley coupe and matching cell phone
i flew you to nyc, put you in the ritz carlton
you ain’t never had to come home because when i was 10 years old
i watched him beat on you, that’s why i couldn’t until i was grown
a momma’s boy seeing his momma on the ground
in an unstable home, and momma, i know you miss granny
because i seen it in your eyes
i couldn’t make it to granny’s funeral, i was 3000 miles
i felt bad for my momma, she’s chasing my dad
together for 40 years, still using the same drugs, ain’t that sad?
into hospitals, my momma just had a stroke
i pray for you every day, momma, because i don’t want you to go

hook: i was raised in the projects
this pain runs deep
trails and broken promises where we all keep
i lost my dawg to the streets
i seen his momma cry
depression, ptsd until the day we die

- tony2k

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