Just Like My Father Phora

Momma said life's gunna hit you quick
I thought I knew it all
Til' I had my first couple of tours through the hall
Los Padrinos to EastLake coping out, Hit the compound
Cuz after that you hear Y.A straight lockdown

House arrest got me stressed, some scissors in my hand
Trying to cut it off, can't even go eat dinner with the Fam
I got violations like an asian's driving record
Probation got me by a noose, I'm hanging by a tether

My P.O says he's trynna help
But honestly I think he's trynna help me on the shelf
And book me in

He said I'm just like my crooked friends
He said he don't see my heart
I tell "Feel my pain and look again"

We come from two different places
Funny how you judge me on what's displaced in my cases
Completely denying the fact thats far from my bases
Since we earned a couple felonies ya'll think we ain't shit

And I know you know you think I'm shit
I ain't tough, but sure these niggas know that I ain't no bitch
And everytime I hear some good news out
The bad news comes in