Lyrics:
Holly hood and cross atlantic off of Bompton Boulevard.
Every town has an Elm street but not a Freddy Krueger.
Don't get caught
In the jungle's
won't nobody get hurt
All your homies actin' hard
But don't put in no work
Hittin' every state
Throw the deuce with my locs
The whole hood changed when
My
the gangstas know
Its been a long hard road and I had a way to go
When I was young I was labeled as a basket case
And every one walked by me got the gas face
There are days when those gray skies
Make you blue
Each forward step you take
You fall back by two
You've been hit by some hard knocks
You just can't
dick sucked by a ho
What about the fact that I don't fake to tote guns
Stay outta my way and don't make me have to use one
can't help the feeling
you; they never will like you; no matter how hard you try, they can't stop you now"
"WHAT?"
I see you everywhere but why aren't you with me?
I got
the fertile valley between ghosts and history
subvert the dogma lefty-loosy righty-tighty every time I speak
Conjunction junction what's ya function my
raise up
Then off to the south, the streets would of made us
We making money, but we never let it change us
Like my nigga Hard say, it ain't
every night
The moon hung low
But he stopped coming home
He stopped paying the bills
She had to move to this house
By the tracks down the hill
She'd
going down, going through it, through it
Maybe this time, could you find a way to..
Pull me up, yeah!
And it better be worth something
Ought to be worth
can’t get back what you don’t give away
With every seed I’ve sewn and love I’ve made stay
Lord knows that I’m ready for the levy to give way
You’d run
Hey there, Mr. Tin Man
You don't know how lucky you are
You shouldn't spend your whole life wishin'
For something bound to fall apart
Every time
die
Either stomping on his neck
Or hit 'em with that 9
Bitch you gettin' in my way
You dyin' by cross fire
OG say he got some people
For me to set him
own time
Maybe it’s my excuse to avoid the simple truth
Could be I’ve been getting in my own way
When the world seems out of focus
And the mountains are
staying focused while you loving them thots
Facetime's only way I'll see my mug in a box
As far as I know, every verse pyro
Turn corners, ride slow,
they
See the cheese keep coming
Breaking from a cycle, live
A life on routine
Never seem so hard to overcome it (Why?)
Everyday been a uphill battle but
can-can dance
Every time I'm up to bat I'm
In a grand slam stance
Lay in France, two bitches in a hammock
Tell her go warm up the banana (Goodbye)
Call me
Way back on Calvary
Jesus was spread out like a bird for the world to see
Everybody sang let it be
In harmony, until we all agreed
Everything's
don't look like me
But please don't look very hard
Every time I want to keep it clean
But they got a fight left to start
No, they're not mine
And you'll
2,900.14 miles from the shot of LA
Sometimes I don't sleep, forget to eat
Yeah, I do it damn near every day
'Cause I'm working so hard, gotta be
It's a full time job, trying to maintain
Want to stay right but right be broke, a nigga can't eat with
Dreams and hopes
Steady be thinking of sell
I'd do my very best for you and every way I can
But I just live from day to day a poor hard working man
You may not have the things you've dreamed
It's a full time job, trying to maintain
Want to stay right but right be broke, a nigga can't eat with
Dreams and hopes
Steady be thinking of sell
a shattered dream,
You know how hard I've tried.
And now I'm back and you're wondering why...
Chorus:
Just because of the way that you are.
Just because
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