Lyrics:
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And yet we getting checks
OG Grip trip on
How we handle shit
Hustle music hustle music
This is it
Downloading on cassettes
Off your internet
Still trying
the darkened sky?
Or am I standing still, with the scenery flying by?
Or am I standing still, out of the corner of my eye?
Was that you passing me by
brother's starving, hungry, and sick
Cause ain't nobody coming by the house giving free shit
So he gettin kinda skinny and my brother's almost dead
Got no
by City Hall found that London
Has seen an increase of 71%
In victims of serious youth violence since 2012
The Mayor says this is linked
When they saw that we wasn't messin' around
One tried to run, so I had to chase him down
I caught the kid by the corner store deli
Kicked him in
Corner store still open it ain't too late
Praise that in your arms like it's a bouquet
Corner store still open it ain't too late
Praise that in
by any means
Soon as I wake up money on my mind
Gotta get the paper rain or shine
Still remember days I was bagging up dimes
Posted on the corner I
too long at them stop lights them hittaz’ll get ya
Like the one at the four corners where niggaz be slippin’ Oh
Set trip and pop a clip throw the L
too long at them stop lights them hittaz’ll get ya
Like the one at the four corners where niggaz be slippin’ Oh
Set trip and pop a clip throw the L
Preachers at the church knowing, we still get by
(From this point on it only gets rougher)
Teachers at the school knowing
(From this point on it only gets
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
I just might hop inside a cab today (skrt)
Lamborghini Urus paper tag today (aye)
When I bend the corner man, the rims bent (bent)
Burberry guts
matter how you define it
It still comes out black
See it's just a hair trim
So you can call it what you want
[2Pac]
Now I clown around, when I hang
Trip to the corner store
We ran out of woods this mor-ning
Time to get some more
Mama say I smoke too much
Damn
Pop my shit like Orval Red I hope
irrelevant
She took my attention when that ass walked by
So shake what your mama gave you, baby, I don't mind
I met her at the corner store, she was on my dick
writing essays to writing remixes
Oh how so much can change in a year
Veteran on that corner I'm starting, Jabari Greer
I'll Tracy port ya
One false move,
I'm good to go
I mean it's been two years by now
And what have I to show?
A string of morning preparations
Gotta get in control
Then all at once,
It's not as far as it seems
We can go back to your old house
On the corner of Roanoke Drive
Is there something keeping us here?
What else is still
Drop top cruising got a whole thing on me
Do the speed limit if I want to make it by morning
She in love with a nigga that's in love with a corner
Got me
high school was
Just around the corner
Now everybody and their mama
Posted on the corner
I used to play Madden 'til the sun came up
Look mama, I'm a star
Lally la, she trips to tumble
Go and roll down a rabbit hole
Still know you can call me whenever
I'm always round town
Man I'll be around forever
I'll
But I'll miss those summer nights
The world was still right by your side
When you were mine
You're standing in the rain
Waiting for the bus now
I'm
possible
Then trip on my ideas off a cliff and end up right in the hospital
I'd still be walking out a hallway
Take a breath of fresh air and don't stop
niggas on the north side setting out for a kill
Pills what my guys selling on the corner
Fiends houses I use to go to on the corner use to see rats
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