Lyrics:
This my yard, I got it if you want it
If you want it, keep living, never gonna let you want it
If any artist isn't gone, I can claim it
The cynic even
search beyond the skyline
Thoughts keep recycling, this is our time
Better get it right, before it pass us by
And it seems like, we've been living a lie
before breezing
Lost in this foul mind state, I can't keep straight thinkin'
But I keep my eyes on the Earth without blinking
It's hard to be a man in
before breezing
Lost in this foul mind state, I can't keep straight thinkin'
But I keep my eyes on the Earth without blinking
It's hard to be a man in
the projects the objective is make dollars
'Where You At?' It ain't a problem to get it there by tomorrow
Cause I got a female friend, with frequent flier
the loot, watch your pockets cause I pat em
Bailin' through the hood in Chucks and Stacey Adams
Got the spot still poppin', got your legs still rockin'
to the hooker like, "We have him"
She was right, I was blinded by the pussy like
Gotta make it home because my wifey said it's cookie night
Plus I owe two
and hug me like a koozie
Can't handle the bold baby you lose me
My warmth is my soul
Don't use it loosely
I love it when you be what you be
Like you could
go bumping the table gotta stop it
Got gangstas ready to set this bitch off like it's the projects
Big balling niggas buying the bottles with sparkles
So bang my shit up in the hood until my body hit the sand
This is what is and what it means to me
Got to make it out this game cause its plain to see
way
I keep my head above water (keep my head above water)
Tell me what's the use of lookin' sad?
Keep your head above water
'Cause it ain't all bad
Catholic tryin' to
Appeal to the masses
The Cassius Clay of rap today
Rock a beard like Castaway
You couldn't be dope for even half a day
We keep it hot like
the street fighter style
Like to keep it funky with the boom bap style
Year of the monkey with the shaolin crown
Step into the match it's about to go down
precision
Cause the last several years, I been stuck in the trenches
They like Breed keep it goin, you too young and too gifted
Certain things in my life, had
know how many niggas said they gone smoke me, yah
Baby girl you know I got that fire on me, don’t nobody approach it, yah
Tryin to keep my focus
Imma
(Run, bitch)
Where you from, G? You ain't sendin' shots
(Run)
We be in this, bitch
(Aye, aye)
Keep a hollow head, bullet up top
(Shot his ass)
It's
as good as pants
The only time your project got some streams was when it dropped in France
Dang
I keep dropping bars but y'all keep throwing shade
While
see who really your fan
Man who knew I even be worth for a 400 grand
And that’s a low ball
That’s me without no project out
That’s me when I’m jautn
them hos
Keep it, dead serious
Believe it don't believe us, until you see me creepin',
Now you sleep with them fishes
G-W-I-Z, so delicious
To all
Yeah, uh, it's dark outside
We still in the hood with this one, ya'll
Yeah, from the projects, slums, Fort Greene
Huh? Ain't no sun outside, never
the love
Damn
You made it out ya hood gangsta
Doing good gangsta
But through everything
They know you still hood ain't ya
Damn
Making Wilhelmenia proud
I
view
This was a hobby, but you made it a project
Ending to the EP from the start like a prophet
Backtrack, back to when iIwas holding on
Illogical train
view
This was a hobby, but you made it a project
Ending to the EP from the start like a prophet
Backtrack, back to when i was holding on
Illogical train
from making this project
I didn't know what to talk about
It's me and the piano at 3 am half drunk
Yeah good things take time
But it's hard to keep
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