Streets

Everyday I see something happening in my community,
I just want to make a better life so they'll see that I can do it.
Where I'm from almost everybody loves in a single parent home or with they Grandma.
Young girls going down the wrong path cause they just want love and attention that they missing.
Nobody to treat a queen how to be a queen,
The streets raised our generation.
Nobody believe in you so you got to prove it to them.
They tried to keep me out the streets,
But I'm hard headed and I want a better life.
That's why you always see tears in my eyes.

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My community
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