[Chorus: Dolla Boy]
I been hurt, but I don't hold no grudge
At least I could say I was loved
Cause I been loved, and when that day come that I get judged
Believe me baby, I won't budge
Baby, I won't budge
I been hurt, but I don't hold no grudge
At least I could say I was loved
And then we live, and then we die
Sometimes we fall, and then we fly
Lord, let me fly
[Verse 1: Dolla Boy]
God knows, I wasn't ready for this one
God knows, I wasn't ready to miss ya
From the cracks of concrete, comes a rose who started out
On the concrete of the crack, and we rolled out
Had beans coming up, I suppose that's what drove us
To dream and pakc things in our clothes
Could tell that Pops was a feend, and I know
Told mama "I don't wanna be that, please don't let me be that"
She cryed and said "Baby be strong"
Thank you mama, you raised a man on your own, I love that
Pops came around though, he said I gotta let the streets raise me
I ain't mad, look how the streets made me
All the game that the streets gave me
It's up to me, we gon eat, baby
I miss Mike, and the way it used to be, maybe
That's the reason that I beast on these beats lately
I know you still here with me
I been hurt, but I don't hold no grudge
At least I could say I was loved
Cause I been loved, and when that day come that I get judged
Believe me baby, I won't budge
Baby, I won't budge
I been hurt, but I don't hold no grudge
At least I could say I was loved
And then we live, and then we die
Sometimes we fall, and then we fly
Lord, let me fly
[Verse 1: Dolla Boy]
God knows, I wasn't ready for this one
God knows, I wasn't ready to miss ya
From the cracks of concrete, comes a rose who started out
On the concrete of the crack, and we rolled out
Had beans coming up, I suppose that's what drove us
To dream and pakc things in our clothes
Could tell that Pops was a feend, and I know
Told mama "I don't wanna be that, please don't let me be that"
She cryed and said "Baby be strong"
Thank you mama, you raised a man on your own, I love that
Pops came around though, he said I gotta let the streets raise me
I ain't mad, look how the streets made me
All the game that the streets gave me
It's up to me, we gon eat, baby
I miss Mike, and the way it used to be, maybe
That's the reason that I beast on these beats lately
I know you still here with me
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