Ca sĩ: Chuckie akenz

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Chuckie Akenz:
All alone single mother no English she spoke, she tried he best to pass the stress but its hard being broke,
Baby father was a coward used to hate it when she cried; she wondered why he wouldn’t listen out in front of the chid,
From my country so wild, to the country far out, from to ghetto vietnam, to a government house, she thought there would be changes, moving to foreign places, instead she birth making minimum wages.
The pain that she embraces for the love of her son, the weight more then a ton.
No time in being mom she’s out working day and night. Leave her boy home alone cuz the worlds so tight.
20 years come and go as she watches him grom she soon realizes now that her son she donno,
Life is fast but now its slow baby boy is on the streets she at home all alone with nothing but hard grief,

Queeny:
All alone in these streets, its so cold i can’t breathe
I’m tryna make it but can’t take it, its so hard to believe
All alone in these streets, its so cold i can breathe
Tryna make it, can’t take it, its so hard to believe

Chuckie A:
All alone on her own tryna make it through this world baby girl so pure more redder then a pearl,
Yea she watch the men twirl they just cheking a curl but if they found out her age it can make a man hurl
Only 16 yet she looked ready to sex, made up to the fullest just to gain her respects, so young and hit the clubs but she goes out anyways, she gets love from the thugs she’s with for manydays, got drunk and got fuc*ed, they all forced her to suc*.
Now she’s labeled as a scally so for ever its stuck couple mouths after that her stomach starts to grow out!
Her mom and dad think it mad get pissed and throw her out
Her tears fall to the floor as she prays up to the sky, and every night od her life she’s just wish she would die, dood girl to the core but she moved like a whore, wondering why they’re aint a good guy for her anymore

Queeny:
All alone in these streets, its so cold i can’t breathe
I’m tryna make it but can’t take it, its so hard to believe
All alone in these streets, its so cold i can breathe
Tryna make it, can’t take it, its so hard to believe

Chuckie A:
All alone on his own with a million on his mind posted up don’t give a fuc*,
He just feeling so confined, those times he left behind, hustle hard to be defined, all those days he don’t play for a chance to getting signed
But the game was in design for a chin to get his shine!
He’ll never know, I thought he’ll grow he’s committed to his grind!
The hood is were you’ll find little chin out with his 9, on the low, just stacking dough smoking weed way past the time
All the heat is so blind, all the heat gotta hate they tryna make all these stories tell these lies that he’s fake, you donno what makes takes a lot to make him break makes him stronger then the snakes that try’ ta eat out of his plate,
Through struggles that he shake never quit to much a sake metro housing welfare living tip of his heart ache, having sent for god sakes, to do this mission for his people! an asian from the ghetto who will never be as sequel

Queeny:
All alone in these streets, its so cold i can’t breathe
I’m tryna make it but can’t take it, its so hard to believe
All alone in these streets, its so cold i can breathe
Tryna make it, can’t take it, its so hard to believe(2x)

Gotta make it, gotta make it, gotta make it out…
Gotta make it, gotta make it, gotta make it out…