Lyrics:
with us
Niggas know they be super goofy, they can't hang with us
She live for show, I just bought Chanel because she pigeon-toed
Pinky rose, I ain't
the street, just kids in the street
Remember when we
We used to laugh, we used to cry
Live and die by the forty five
Take me back, I'll go there
Who
baby making
Gotta chop that freak sitting next to me
Bitch look like some nialating
Hey sunday morning 'round eleven roll by interupting in
Skinny nigga this glock got a kick
Words like these birds watch me flip
You can live by the streets
Die by the streets
You can live by the streets
Die by
off the pedestal
I'd even look for my dad that I never knew
And show him how I look in my beretta, too
I'd do good shit like take kids from the ghetto
No longer marching for rights
They sparking a pipe (that's life)
Pipe dreams, crack fiends
Cars look like ice cream
Kids see the bling-bling and they
he freak that flow
And it sound like dough
Then it let you know, boy
It's gotta be us
We been rocking these beats since the early 90s
If you don't
you viewing me
I was born in this mutiny
Why they live like that
That′s y'all scale
Signs point to where the junk get sold at
Like a yard sale
The kids
FIGHT LIKE IDA B. & MARSHA P.
Don’t wanna see us
Up up up up up
Let my niggas grow
Up up up up up
Let me see them hands
Up up up up up
Err
music against us, convince us this is us
Got the white kids groovy dancing to it
Not knowing that it was made from the unseen struggle
That's why we
and a son by the way
A older daughter us boys like the same age
I turned five then started
Rhyming the next day
Me and my sis moved with my pops the next day
watch you starve
And come out like VIP on ur funeral.
Ain’t no free food
Cos they told us we lazy and corny
All they told us is fighting against
classy so divine
She's like cornmeal well refine
Always there for us no matter what's the time
To help us with our heavy load
Woo and guide us through
house there was no sandbox to play in
And as one by one we graduated and moved out
I could swear it felt just like the sand was in my hands
All our lives
Don't know the whereabouts of my warehouse, 'bout to put his face in a jam
Yeah, yeah, I live every day like my last, I wasn't 'posed to be here
Yeah,
and displacement
Don't blame us when we begin to make our own directions
Which brings me to one question
Why do you try to hide the
White lies that
Lead to our lives
mean, I can't even feel my legs like I'm froze
And I wanna get me dome,
But I can't even take her home
I wanna go, but my girl keep blowin' up my
Aiyo KJ people are waiting for us to do something
(That's true)
Let's talk about the elephant in the room though man
(Let's do it!)
They like
memories all the good times stay in the past
Small kids with a big laugh
Never thought that yours wouldnt last
On the freeway going like ninety
We was just
intentions
Asking can we live like our rights consensual
When all they do is rinse they hands with our tears
The why needs no forgiveness
When you considered
keep your mind right kids
It wasn't the frontin that got you caught up or the biting
Excited by what I thought up
It was prolly the quality of Your
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
a black Beamer
But my dream is to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal
It feel
how could they blame us
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop ballin' these
Mutha fuckin' g's
If ya got it better flaunt it
Another warrant
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