Lyrics:
take me
I got my true niggas with me and we riders)(2X)
its hard times on the blocks in the projects
call my girl up in time to flip a county check
a dollar
I don't want to go t county jail no more more more
(Project Pat)
Where is Project? Where is Project?
Here I go here I go
Suckas want to take me
the guns click-clackin'
Project was straight jackin' drug
Dealers to the fiends
I wasn't comin' up I had
Dreams of comin' clean
About this ghetty green
Night
y'all to my city
My hood
Dade County
Welcome to the county of Dade
Where niggas fade
Off that trigger play
Smoking purple haze
Everyday
Got me floating
love from the outside
As I walk to the projects
Niggas killin' dope fiends behind fuckin' county checks
And my younger homie smokin' dope
The niggas
County, the vally
Imagine if we didn't really
Start this gangsta shit
Y'all wouldn't have nothing to spit
No drive byes, no flags hanging out pockets
Just
ain't even have no blood in him
Prolly the reason why I keep taking these drugs quicker
Ain't got no patience for these motherfuckin' fuck niggas
I
even fucking think I can go on
Cause it hurts to lose someone you love
to this madness of children's murdered, shoot em up in the name of drugs
on the profit (coop)
17 years old with a pistol in the projects (coop!!)
I was gone off them drugs that's why I had to stop it (gone)
Shit will have you broke
Jack move, that's how we act when we team up
Throw your triple beam up, this is fish scale
I bailed out the county with counterfeit bills
My slang be
Jack move, that's how we act when we team up
Throw your triple beam up, this is fish scale
I bailed out the county with counterfeit bills
My slang be
see is cops with guns
Soap in my sock, county charges stuck in the struggle with number one
Never will have a friend like me, reality checking
You are now tuned in live from the project x penitentiary
You know locals claim that an inmate has escaped and is highly dangerous
She goes by
anybody know, how I can get in touch with Joe (see the God in the hood, Dade County, BX, wherever)
Can you hear that? Niggaz that's the winds of change
In 1953, the CIA begins Project MKUltra
Using numerous methodologies to manipulate people's mental states and alter brain functions
Hypnosis, sensory
Who me be? M-i-x L-O-T, man
Glass ceiling that's the drugs we doin'
Ain't no limits here baby, here it come
Do you remember me?
The black seed with
In my city blocks we got
Projects that's one story
Watch the pit walk with no leash
And hold a gun for me
Kids get knocked by police and
Get a drug
streets
Survive on these streets
I'm a die on these streets I'm a G
On the real for real my nigga
Project bill my nigga I been thuggin' since 03'
Before
a hustler till I die
Nigga I'm still hustlin'
County jail,? Robbery charge, penal farm
FCI Memphis, in the hole for the firearm
Project born, hood raised
shit was wild
Times done changed, my cousin tywan blew out his brains
I feel bad nene had cancer and I still sold her Caine
Wyandotte county jail
nice but bullets fly like
Killer bees when out 2 sting
Gotta diamond pinky ring
Robbing high end jewelry stores
Eatin off a many scores
Project building
pack
Travel the globe
China white
Amber no rose
Mud dripping off my body
Sud sipping out the styrie
Flood dripping out my diamond
Drug dealing out
a condom on me for these freak ho's
Taking xans n percs I ain't sleep no
All these drugs make me go in beast mode
Metal on me I can't walk through a metal
Hey hey hey/ hey hey hey....hey, hey, hey/hey hey hey
For my real
I was raise in the projects/ knew I had to be better be the best mama stressed out
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