Son Of A Gun by Chosen (CG) Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Let me tell you a story a kid in the 80s
It might get crazy
Cause things be shaky
A teenager man he was nearly a baby
But his attitude was gimme that pay me
Corner store I want more nothing could phase me
OG went to jail so now this niggas praise me
Skate board long hair
He felt he belonged here
But before all of that tho
He met a cool chick that could rap flows
Never was an asshole
I ain't gonna say her name
But she apart of the game
Lil shawty on the block rocking chains
Kicking rhymes getting by spitting flames
Now he couldn't rap but he started spitting game
Never been locked up
Went to her door best believed she got knocked up
Now a nigga with a kid
Not tryna do a bid
Doesn't wasn't child with the life that he lives
When ya 16 what left is there to do
He didn't have a clue
He just needed revenue
But his baby daughter needed brand new shoes
Maybe mess around and cut a class or two
Cause he couldn't get money staying after school
So he went on the block strapped up with the tool
Couldn't sing his daughter rock a byes
Cause he couldn't tell the block good bye
Caught up in hella lies now he needs an alibi
Don't sleep on him just because he was the shorter guy
Cause his inner demon was becoming his pulterguist
Older niggas noticed
You a young prospect know this
You gotta run ya clique always stay focused
Don't get caught doing no low shit
Cause then ya hopeless
Stuck in a cell holding on to that soap shit
Stuck on the bottom where it always is the coldest
Can't climb ya way out you'll be rope less
Woah shit
He took that into play
As he living day by day
Tryna increase his pay
Cause there is no other way
As long as no one knew where his mother stay
He could put his gun away
Cause he a good guy he don't wanna be attacking
But first lemme tell you what happen
He went to the corner store him and homie laughing
Went to the back and made a distraction
As beers they were passing
Clerk seen them then they started dashing
Clerk grabbed the bat and chased em
Racing
Didn't know what they were facing
Hit his friends face in
Didn't know what to do
Grabbed his gat & had to shoot
1 2 3
Someone in the background called the police
Put his gun back in his jeans
Thought that he left clean
Got home cereal he poured
Then suddenly there was a knock on the door
[Police Voice]
Is there a ***** here? No , take your time . that's gonna be the last good meal you have in a while
[Verse 2]
Who's gonna pay bail when you live in the projects
Just to pay bills man that shit is a project
Young hustler he was a street prospect
But he got locked up just for candy to pocket
He eventually got out, met with his peers
Thankfully he only got 4 years
He could've done life
Cause he didn't do right
But soon he reconnected with his future wife
That lady is my mother now isn't this crazy
Thats this man raised me
A life he gave me
Im a son of a gun I was a bullet as a baby
Let me tell you a story a kid in the 80s
It might get crazy
Cause things be shaky
A teenager man he was nearly a baby
But his attitude was gimme that pay me
Corner store I want more nothing could phase me
OG went to jail so now this niggas praise me
Skate board long hair
He felt he belonged here
But before all of that tho
He met a cool chick that could rap flows
Never was an asshole
I ain't gonna say her name
But she apart of the game
Lil shawty on the block rocking chains
Kicking rhymes getting by spitting flames
Now he couldn't rap but he started spitting game
Never been locked up
Went to her door best believed she got knocked up
Now a nigga with a kid
Not tryna do a bid
Doesn't wasn't child with the life that he lives
When ya 16 what left is there to do
He didn't have a clue
He just needed revenue
But his baby daughter needed brand new shoes
Maybe mess around and cut a class or two
Cause he couldn't get money staying after school
So he went on the block strapped up with the tool
Couldn't sing his daughter rock a byes
Cause he couldn't tell the block good bye
Caught up in hella lies now he needs an alibi
Don't sleep on him just because he was the shorter guy
Cause his inner demon was becoming his pulterguist
Older niggas noticed
You a young prospect know this
You gotta run ya clique always stay focused
Don't get caught doing no low shit
Cause then ya hopeless
Stuck in a cell holding on to that soap shit
Stuck on the bottom where it always is the coldest
Can't climb ya way out you'll be rope less
Woah shit
He took that into play
As he living day by day
Tryna increase his pay
Cause there is no other way
As long as no one knew where his mother stay
He could put his gun away
Cause he a good guy he don't wanna be attacking
But first lemme tell you what happen
He went to the corner store him and homie laughing
Went to the back and made a distraction
As beers they were passing
Clerk seen them then they started dashing
Clerk grabbed the bat and chased em
Racing
Didn't know what they were facing
Hit his friends face in
Didn't know what to do
Grabbed his gat & had to shoot
1 2 3
Someone in the background called the police
Put his gun back in his jeans
Thought that he left clean
Got home cereal he poured
Then suddenly there was a knock on the door
[Police Voice]
Is there a ***** here? No , take your time . that's gonna be the last good meal you have in a while
[Verse 2]
Who's gonna pay bail when you live in the projects
Just to pay bills man that shit is a project
Young hustler he was a street prospect
But he got locked up just for candy to pocket
He eventually got out, met with his peers
Thankfully he only got 4 years
He could've done life
Cause he didn't do right
But soon he reconnected with his future wife
That lady is my mother now isn't this crazy
Thats this man raised me
A life he gave me
Im a son of a gun I was a bullet as a baby