Soldier Mac - Raising a Baby

Shout out to the boys gone fading, Girrawheen Balga that raised me
I thank my mum for the good that she gave me, she did a good job raising a baby
Shout out to the boys gone fading, Girrawheen Balga that raised me
I thank my mum for the good that she gave me, she did a good job raising a baby
Until that shit got too crazy, stop it there live with love I'ma blaze G
I'ts the way that I stay sane do ya feel me how do you expect a reject to act so sainly
When his baby daddy left them at infant, gone in an instant, oh what an instance no debating
Grew up in a building filled with hatred, mum didn't like the people
Tucked away it was quite opey, still I get grit when wake, still I get smoke for wake
Thinking with a new brain shout out to uni, man I see things in a new way
Started from the bottom paving a new way
Coz I been down that road coz I know how I know I wanna live
Teach the future with a little smoke its my day job lad get used to it
But a man still stay tough and a man still know thugs
Growing up knowing my boys hit puffs only flows on to the next mandom
Such a cycle I'm in denial, Fisher and Nolan left for hydro cant blame them I skipped the cycle
Lived with Hiltons set my sights bro fell into that love of straight survival
Sleep see me when I cut the lights off study so hard eyes start to cry yo
North Balga now with the high folks
Shout out to the boys gone fading, Girrawheen Balga that raised me
I thank my mum for the good that she gave me, she did a good job raising a baby
Shout out to the boys gone fading, Girrawheen Balga that raised me
I thank my mum for the good that she gave me, she did a good job raising a baby
But I'm back in this Bitch got my candle all lit, people staring at me like Im blazing the spliff
Pulling gravel out my knees I'm the master of this always passing that spliff
If it wasn't for Leonie who knows what my path would have been
Probably kick back with the boys who have kids and tics selling drugs just to eat
Simply breathe there ain't no need for these harsh thoughts set me free with these bars Kers
A little bit raw cut a large nerve
Gone fading, that raised me
Seek wisdom
Hustle in the present so the future ain't missing happy with a happy meal Fuck your opinion
What a life I've been living only 21 feels like a life stuck in prison
First time I cried they didn't even care straight told me to toughen up listen
So I lost my feeling and amongst that lost all my trust for the people
Who claimed were near but really were far no way that I want that sequel
We do our best but none the less statistics shape heart and soul
And when liberty was as free as me man all ya want is a stable home
Gone fading, that raised me
Gone fading, that raised me
Shout out to the boys gone fading, Girrawheen Balga that raised me
I thank my mum for the good that she gave me, she did a good job raising a baby
Shout out to the boys gone fading, Girrawheen Balga that raised me
I thank my mum for the good that she gave me, she did a good job raising a baby
Shout out to the boys gone fading, Girrawheen Balga that raised me
I thank my mum for the good that she gave me, she did a good job raising a baby
Shout out to the boys gone fading, Girrawheen Balga that raised me
I thank my mum for the good that she gave me, she did a good job raising a baby

Written by:
Rhys MacFarlane

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