Penitentiary chances
Saw him in the rain
He was dancing
He was just lost not stranded
Penitentiary chances
Growing up
He felt so abandoned
Ain't know where decisions would land him
Penitentiary chances
Just a ghetto bird
No landing
Threw away his life
He ain't plan it
Penitentiary chances
Ain't no second chance
They banned him
Stood on all ten
Like commandment's
Penitentiary chances
He was so young
Nobody understand him
Ain't know where he came from
Heart of a lion
Living but inside he dying
When get alone he crying
Lord knows he trying
But momma working two jobs
Pops not around
Granny died
Brody too scarred
Started playing ball
Goin crazy he got two stars
But he hit the streets
Him and his niggas going to hard
And his OGs told him
You want to be a man
You better slide
No folding
He ain't know who he was
Young King so chosen
He hopped out of that car
And left his brains in the open
Now he facing a homi
The kill got him tripping
He ain't sparing nobody
Scholarship gone
The one that told him slide
Same one that told him
Now he on the run got to keep his pole on him
Now he realize
This shit ain't a game
Boy it's real life
So many lost souls in the field right
Praying for dawgs
Twenty-three and one
Doing time behind wall
Penitentiary chances
Saw him in the rain
He was dancing
He was just lost not stranded
Penitentiary chances
Growing up
He felt so abandoned
Ain't know where decisions would land him
Penitentiary chances
Just a ghetto bird
No landing
Threw away his life
He ain't plan it
Penitentiary chances
Ain't no second chance
They banned him
Stood on all ten
Like commandment's
Penitentiary chances
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Penitentiary chances
Saw him in the rain
He was dancing
He was just lost not stranded
Penitentiary chances
Growing up
He felt so abandoned
Ain't know where decisions would land him
Penitentiary chances
Just a ghetto bird
No landing
Threw away his life
He ain't plan it
Penitentiary chances
Ain't no second chance
They banned him
Stood on all ten
Like commandment's
Penitentiary chances
He was so young
Nobody understand him
Ain't know where he came from
Heart of a lion
Living but inside he dying
When get alone he crying
Lord knows he trying
But momma working two jobs
Pops not around
Granny died
Brody too scarred
Started playing ball
Goin crazy he got two stars
But he hit the streets
Him and his niggas going to hard
And his OGs told him
You want to be a man
You better slide
No folding
He ain't know who he was
Young King so chosen
He hopped out of that car
And left his brains in the open
Now he facing a homi
The kill got him tripping
He ain't sparing nobody
Scholarship gone
The one that told him slide
Same one that told him
Now he on the run got to keep his pole on him
Now he realize
This shit ain't a game
Boy it's real life
So many lost souls in the field right
Praying for dawgs
Twenty-three and one
Doing time behind wall
Penitentiary chances
Saw him in the rain
He was dancing
He was just lost not stranded
Penitentiary chances
Growing up
He felt so abandoned
Ain't know where decisions would land him
Penitentiary chances
Just a ghetto bird
No landing
Threw away his life
He ain't plan it
Penitentiary chances
Ain't no second chance
They banned him
Stood on all ten
Like commandment's
Penitentiary chances
Saw him in the rain
He was dancing
He was just lost not stranded
Penitentiary chances
Growing up
He felt so abandoned
Ain't know where decisions would land him
Penitentiary chances
Just a ghetto bird
No landing
Threw away his life
He ain't plan it
Penitentiary chances
Ain't no second chance
They banned him
Stood on all ten
Like commandment's
Penitentiary chances
He was so young
Nobody understand him
Ain't know where he came from
Heart of a lion
Living but inside he dying
When get alone he crying
Lord knows he trying
But momma working two jobs
Pops not around
Granny died
Brody too scarred
Started playing ball
Goin crazy he got two stars
But he hit the streets
Him and his niggas going to hard
And his OGs told him
You want to be a man
You better slide
No folding
He ain't know who he was
Young King so chosen
He hopped out of that car
And left his brains in the open
Now he facing a homi
The kill got him tripping
He ain't sparing nobody
Scholarship gone
The one that told him slide
Same one that told him
Now he on the run got to keep his pole on him
Now he realize
This shit ain't a game
Boy it's real life
So many lost souls in the field right
Praying for dawgs
Twenty-three and one
Doing time behind wall
Penitentiary chances
Saw him in the rain
He was dancing
He was just lost not stranded
Penitentiary chances
Growing up
He felt so abandoned
Ain't know where decisions would land him
Penitentiary chances
Just a ghetto bird
No landing
Threw away his life
He ain't plan it
Penitentiary chances
Ain't no second chance
They banned him
Stood on all ten
Like commandment's
Penitentiary chances
Writer: Rashad Guyton
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