Y Me Lyrics

You're now listening to a grown ass man
I ain't young no more
Mama, be proud of your boy, I ain't dumb no more
I've seen it all, from kings rise to kings fall
And bosses ain't bosses no more

Some win, some lost, and most Indians ain't chiefs
Ain't most chiefs ain't ' ashes to ashes and coffins to coffins
Prison bars to prison walls, prison yards to prison guards
I've seen it all, I've seen things that you wouldn't believe
I've seen my mom shoot herself in the chest when I was 7
Do you know what kind of trauma that caused when I was 7?
I don't think so, so I'mma break it down in a second
And treat my life like an open book, interview, from crumbs to finger food
Grew poorer than an orphan, nigga
Instead of drinking I was pouring liquor for speedy '

'Cause you don't know my struggle, you can't match my hustle
You can't fathom my love, why me
You can take me out the hood but not the hood outa me
So I ask why me?
'Cause you don't know my struggle, you can't match my hustle
You can't fathom my love, why me
You can take me out the hood but not the hood outa me
So I ask why me?

See the look in my eyes and see pain deep rootedHeathen - Y Me - http://motolyrics.com/heathen/y-me-lyrics.html
Listen to the stories I've told, I speak fluid
Till ink runs dry watch the stories unfold
Written in blood to leak fluid
Somebody help me with the way that I'm living
I'm upset with the way that I'm living
And this is for my niggas that's bitten
Locked behind bars, stuck in the system
'Cause if you've never been to the ghetto
Don't ever come to the ghetto
You don't wanna visit, peal heads and deep joes
Match your stuff 'cause I came from nothing
Came to far to look back, you cook crack in my questions
And I ain't gonna change for nothing
But never judge a book by its cover
If you ain't read from it chapter after chapter
Verse after verse, I swallowed up sins in a bottle of gin
So I ask why me?

'Cause you don't know my struggle, you can't match my hustle
You can't fathom my love, why me
You can take me out the hood but not the hood outa me
So I ask why me?
'Cause you don't know my struggle, you can't match my hustle
You can't fathom my love, why me
You can take me out the hood but not the hood outa me
So I ask why me?