Kidnapped

Testify

I remember wakin' up, bein broke

but still it wasn't breakin' us

I remember why I broke the rules,

cuz I ain't really have nobody to look up to

I remember cuttin' class, bein' bad,

cuz I ain't have what them other kids had

I remember wishin' that I knew my dad,

then I remember wishin' I could get him back

For every single night that he told me he was comin' and he didn't,

for every single dollar that my mama 'nem was missin'

For every thing I wanted and was told I couldn't get it,

and that I had to face it that my daddy was addicted (damn)

That's right it wasn't easy growin' up,

mama was exposin' us to life as she knew it

So we all went through it,

I remember bein' down and out, sleepin, on my homie's couch

In & outta trouble ever since my mama put me out

[Bridge:]

Damn it's gettin real, Damn it's gettin real

Didn't graduate, I'm thinkin damn I gotta deal

So I hit da block, sellin rocks just to eat a meal

So I grabbed da Glock, kept it cocked..

Peace is still

[Verse 2:]

In da back of da tracks, my nigga's stayed wit da packs

And if a nigga was schemin', my brotha stayed with tha gat

Yea, yea we stayed in da trap, yea everyday in da trap

These ho's was chasin' da cheese, so we would stay wit da rat's

And we was ridin down, dippin low, I stayed in da back

In the X5 stuntin, we ain't know how to act

Spendin' money like it's nothin, cuz we gone get it back

17 never thought that I'd be gettin dem racks,

had a dream but I said I wasn't fuckin' wit that

Mel told me I would make it, I ain't fuckin wit that..

but he told me that it wouldn't hurt to give it a try

Hardest thing out in New Orleans never see 25

[Verse 3:]

Right then I woke up, broke out, told my nigga's had to roll out,

moved to the A and got motivated,that inspiration don't run out

Heard my brother got gunned down and it hurt me to my heart,

So I kept grindin', I kept pushin', he told me to go far

So I can't stop at no crib, can't stop at no car,

Gotta. Keep. Goin. Like there ain't no tomorrow

So I'm goin hard everyday, til I got nothin' to say, nothin' can stand in my way,

I gotta stay, to show my nigga's a different way (waaayyy)

[Hook:]

(Imma tell da truth and da whole truth,

Cuz there ain't no need to lie

And I ain't tryna keep it all inside,

So I gotta TESTIFY

For you and I, I testify) [x4]

I testify, I testify

I love when August sings his songs. They just make me cringe and wanna curl up. His voice is passionate and typical. I happy he took me from a bad place and now I'm happy that I am happy and not with that he'll hole dead beat mother anymore. I have two beautiful girls, Sky who may be adopted but we call her our own and me and August baby McKenzie we love them both and wouldn't trade nothing for them. This all what I have been thinking since I have been in this jail cail. "Butch get the fuck out my face and he'll no I'm not gon be your bitch" these butches in this got damn jail are so annoying. Me and August are held on a misdemeanor and are on bail for 300,000 each. "Malaya Smith" as the big fat lady called me to the front. I called my best friend Tonisha I used work with at Victoria Secret. She didn't answer but my name was called again to the front. I seen August standing at the door then the officer uncuffed me and ran and jumped on August. I just inhaled his scent. OMG I missed my baby with his fine as scent and body. "You ready to go?"August asked and he loses my forehead and I smiled. "yeah "I replied to him. We walked to his brand new 2015 Lamborghini in custom red. I started the engine and we headed down the road. "August I lobe you baby" I played with his ears. "I love you too girl" he said in his thick accent. Got damn