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Family Matters

 

Family Matters

(album: The Lost Boy - 2019)


Uh, I got an auntie who be raising her daughters kids
She's forty-six, one is one, one is two, others four and six
Baby dad ain't really with that supportive shit
I come to town iced-out with the foreign drip
I got another cousin she the same age as me
Our lifestyles completely different and basically
Her baby dad beat her ass, what I hate to see
Her black eye as I cry, that's a daily thing

And here I am chasing dreams
Ignorant with bliss, worrying about plays and streams
The crazy part is, they don't even say a thing
They don't want me to worry, just go and make that cream
I got an aunt with a cheating husband
Always knew he bogus
Used to wear turtlenecks and some Louis loafers
Coming home to family struggles got me losing focus
I don't know how else to deal so it's truly known
I got a brother out there who like five years old
I don't know why daddy try to hide your soul
No blood test needed 'cause it just might be
Seen the picture lil man looking just like me

It be the ones that's closest
That go through the motions
Maybe it's me that's been selfish
Don't know why I can't help it
And it's been hard for me
To see what you been going through, it's tiring
'Cause you've been suffering
You've been suffering
No more suffering in silence

And they don't even ask for shit
When I was broke, grandma MoneyGram'd me cash and shit
And she wasn't even the one that was having it
Family be mattering most but is a catalyst
I got another cousin bugging who addicted to Xans
Said it was her substitute for never getting a man
Said we all need love only if it's in the plan
Forced love the worst love, throw that shit in the can
I got a auntie who a prositute, that hurt my soul
Promise you selling yo' body ain't worth that gold
Reverse that role, you don't gotta swerve that road
Searching for the answers, I don't wanna search that low
'Cause I done been through a lot, my family goes through worse
Crying on this airplane how I wrote this verse
They be suffering in silence, they don't tell me a thing
All they tell me is, "Nigga, go excel in your dreams"

It be the ones that's closest
That go through the motions
Maybe it's me that's been selfish
Don't know why I can't help it
And it's been hard for me
To see what you been going through, it's tiring
'Cause you've been suffering
Been suffering
No more suffering in silence

It be the ones that's closest
That go through the motions
Maybe it's me that's been selfish
Don't know why I can't help it
And it's been hard for me
To see what you been going through, it's tiring
You've been suffering
Been suffering
No more suffering in silence

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