Lyrics:
If you step in our way you best keep steppin', son
'Cause we're (movin on up) just like the Jeffersons
Now you been rocked by the Infinite
I gots
Mama I know you love me and I know that
Mama you raised me better and I know that
But I ain't sure where this road is going to go at
Mama I love you
my boy! free Bobby) you know that Shmigo all the way (free Rowdy) Shmigo! (Shmigo Gang)
You know what it is
Free the Shmigo gang, them my posse yeah
lyrics like a D-valve
Speak up, a deeper meaning as I leak out
And seek out, a three the hard way endeavor
Pete Nice, search, produced by Sam Sever
lyrics like a D-valve
Speak up, a deeper meaning as I leak out
And seek out, a three the hard way endeavor
Pete Nice, search, produced by Sam Sever
by four
We got a squeaky front porch
And an old screen door, yeah
It's how we're raised
Wouldn't have it any other way
It ain't another silent night
said damn today, my beeper keeps on buzzing
Men are calling every hour, on the hour
By the dozen so a piece of advice, that were
Don't try to talk to me
pill to swallow
Rehab was just a failed way
Doctor shopping he would outplay
Remember on the bike that I would play
Distant memory surpassed when he
want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way
I ain't sayin' I'm addicted, Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain
Let a nigga
"Ain't no man scream like Prince"
And I was like, "That's fucking awesome"
GQ: Your dad had left when you were 6
So your mom raised you on her own
Frank
Now you happily
Ignore all of my pain
'Cause you mad at me
So acting the way you imagined is atrophy
Laughing at all those that lack what you have
In a better in way
Put that logic in front of me
Intertwine with emotions
I'll take that
Because it's real when it's spoken
Now take my trust
Yeah I don't do it by the
You do it your way
I'm doing it different
In love with the music
But I don't fuck with the system
Don't call me a rapper
Call
that's been destined since childhood
I'm working by myself I'm never taking no handouts I'll telling niggas I'll be straight
If you showing me loyalty I am
why?
'cause the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by
Only nice in the days looking down the road
Seeing beautiful girls with the car load
Yeah
Under the Streetlight for a better way
I was born and raised Under the Streetlight
No one can take that away baby I'm game tight
Through all the struggle
A voice of desire calls for more than mortal power
Lycanthropic rites sanctioned by the midnight hour
Unknown to the curse that would soon posses his soul
To play hide and go get it with the younger hoes by the bungalows
Then switch to playin' ding dong ditch, when that gets
Old and too cold to hack it,
spit it out and about, and spit outta the south,until they recognize the danger signs
So feel a tingle in yo' s-spine, by the way I talk
And it's pimpin'
(Foundation)
Queensbridge Crew, forty busters, shorty busters
Vernon Posse, Good Fellas, you know how that go
My man Ill Will rest in peace forever, God
was neck deep in that vacuum
Suffocated by the way she felt was it likewise nigga doubt that
There were times where I should’ve bounced back temporary
that"
Then he get mad and wanna scrap
We stay mad about, ten minutes then it's like back on the bike
To play hide and go get it with the younger hoes by
children on your own with no plan
God you're crazy but I love the way you raised me
I got a brother for a dad that's more than you ever had
got another in
never change
Real nigga grounded in our ways
Real nigga that's the way we raised
Niggas ain't the same and some gon hate
I pray the fakes get exposed
Fake
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