Dust on the porch swing, weight on my spine
Momma ghosted, no postcard, no sign
Me and you, Paul Anthony Jr., held it down in the grind.Taught you how to shine, in a world that's blind.Little biscuit, you my ace, my day one soldier
White assassin with a heart that’s colder
Raised you in the mud, with the weight on my shoulder No silver spoon, just a chip and a boulder
Dust on the boots, mud on the crown,
Momma dipped quick, but we held it down.
Two outlaws, no sheriff in sight,
Ridin’ through the dark, no stars, just night.
Paul Anthony Jr., boy you my ace, my little biscuit,
World threw us stones, we said, "We’ll risk it."
A bond so thick, can't cut with no blade,
No fade, no shade, we the family we made.
Paul Anthony Jr., my right-hand man,
We carved our name deep in this land.
Momma ran out, but we ain’t break,
We hold it down, no matter what’s at stake.
Hold it down, boy, hold it down.
White assassin, you sharp as a dart,
Raised by the wolves, but you still got heart.
Buddy Love with the swag, cold like December,
Every hard lesson, yeah, you gon' remember.
Chain on your neck but no chain on your soul,
We outlaws, boy, we make our own code.
I see me in your eyes, the hunger, the fight,
Two shadows in the dirt, but we burning bright.
No lullabies, just cries in the dark,
No silver spoon, just dreams and the spark.
They said we’d crumble, but look at us now,
Through the grit, through the grind, we made that vow.
To never fold, never quit, never back down,
We kings of the struggle, wear a makeshift crown.
Paul Anthony Jr., my right-hand man,
We carved our name deep in this land.
Momma ran out, but we ain’t break,
We hold it down, no matter what’s at stake.
Hold it down, boy, hold it down.
Little biscuit, the world can’t faze ya,
Outlaw spirit, no chains can cage ya.
Raised you solo, no guide, no map,
But we wrote our story, rap by rap.
Paul Anthony Jr., my son, my pride, my kin,
Against all odds,
Buddy love, we rose from the dark
Momma walked out, but we made our mark
Through the pain, through the fight, through the bite of the spark
Little biscuit my son, my light in the stark
Diapers in the backpack, hustle in my chest
Nights with no dinner, still prayed for the best
Taught you strength, boy, never second-guess
We turned them losses into jewels, now we blessed
Lonely streets, but we laughed at the curse
World threw stones, we just wrote our verse
Tears in the dirt, but the pain reversed
Now the crown on your head, ain't no king rehearsed
Father and son, that's a bond they can't sever
You and me, kid, against the world forever
Momma missed the chapter, we wrote the endeavor
Built a legacy, brick by brick, no pressure
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