Lyrics:
caught in wind I glide upstreet, I glide downstreet Oh and it won't let you go Till you finally come to rest or someone picks you up Upstreet
one Well I pulled back down to My upstreet apartment The air never works in that old place Twenty-seven I thought I'd Be further along Than just
at Upstreet yo And you know our shit stank cause we got that weed rolled 215 to the 412 make money make music that's all that we do Taking over Pennsylvania
that much a green field or a tree? Suburbs bake some tasty bread and downtown is pure wreck Julia lives six blocks up-street and Jandro three or four
Upstreet Fifth Ave hit the bridge South 22nd Street Now my money's sweet Everything I ever wanted within reach I'll forever be a baller cause I live my
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