All I Seen

[Intro] I'm inside my change Everything that I see I feel the need, I feel a need [Verse 1: A.P.] Lookin' at life through my mother's eyes Never cried disappointment from another tribe I tried to get through to her offspring But I ain't tryna get to what she offering, nah She say too often she hear sirens go Waitin' for the call, she gotta go Cause they done left me so bad only my mother gonna know See growin' up she got me goin' slow, but yo See the streets is a mother, fucker Even thought that is my mother, and I love her I'm gonna go and try to get a come up Then come up with a way to make her smile Tomorrow or whenever I sell out Whichever comes first, it's worth the while While I load my worth, she askin' if I got a day where I'm gonna go first The penitentiary or the hearse, and it hurts and it hurts, let's go first and [Hook](x2) In reply to why I live my life Doin' wrong tryna make shit right Based on all I see, I got a need [Verse 2: A.P.] Lookin' at life through a fiend's eyes Seen skies of grey for everyday that I breathe ? Always bein' off the same high Like who's son is this sellin' broken dreams to the same guy? Same lie, keep tellin' myself I'mma gonna quit I don't need no help, and he's no help Always comin' round, call him off the porch Best thing about him he'll take a short Now while I snort, I drift off thinkin' why that lady ain't abort Then I wouldn't abort, now my vision is gettin' sort of off And he got the nerve to say he wanna have a talk And I'm like sure, asked if I was willingly killin' me I stopped and thought, said really are you killin' me from you I bought? So is you givin' me an explanation, he looked at me face to face and sayin' [Hook](x2) [Verse 3: A.P.] Lookin' at life through a son's eyes Daddy gone so it's me on that they rely, so I try Or it make me feel less of a man If I can't provide best I can So instead of playin' for my future I gamble with the present, in the streets lease on presence Presents a message shit, and you gotta know there's some messed up shit I won't be there to open presents, because at this time and present I'm locked behind these gates, twenty-three hour sessions Writin' till my niggas remember me, I'm Eric Wrote mommy told her she was right, she said it, and said it But I ain't listen, never seen a punch comin' something like Liston Now I'm just a number on a list and Callin' on a Sunday tryna hear somebody whisper Hopin' they don't drop the long distance, listen [Hook](x2)