The Good Son歌词

Allow me to set the scene first
This little ***** no older than seventeen in a Martin Luther King shirt
Walkin' down the mean murk, where the fiends lurk
And the same dirt’ll find a *****
Even if you tryna' get that clean work
He caught eyes with a bad ***** in a jean skirt
She gave him a mean smirk, he smiled back
He remembered this man that hit that s**t a while back
He met her, ****** her, never dialed back
How ****** do, he kept it movin', couldn’t wait to get home
Report card for his mother couldn’t wait to get shown
Straight A’s as usual, his momma would smile
Youngest child, college bound
Knew his momma was proud
Cause he was headed out the hood
He promised himself one day he’d get her out for good
That made him smile
The favorite child, but damn, fate is foul
Drive by, stray bullets that laid him out
On the pavement fading out
Now he bleeding thinking, God, man, you couldn’t wait a while
My momma struggling who gon save her now, huh?
Now he fading out thinking God, you couldn’t wait a while?
My momma need me, who gon' save her now, *****? uh
Yeah, he’s fading out, the favorite child
He’s fading out (the favorite child)