Lyrics:
the sunshine kissing me
Even sweeter than the honey on a bumblebee
And she said honey if you want to you can come with me
She's got me runnin' round and round
nowhere if you sitting down
Time to get your ass up and go and get your crown
Yeah there will be little time to slack and lounge
In the mean time build
the knapsack, headed straight outta town
Now, three days pass I'm still on the strip
Doing hand to hand with twelve collapsible, stashable clips
With little
Cause I been moving them boulders
Ya I got pushed over
Now we onward and up
I got ack in my cup
And I don't give a fuck
Stackin projects on projects
Nowhere to run 'til you crazy
Nowhere to hid
Aint got long you must be crazy
Tell me where will you hide
We was raised off of Marvin Gaye
Yup look
The long dookie fifth, next to the Town House crackers
Mad noise, 2008, a G a game
I'm Ron O'neal in the love seat, sunk deep
Long nigga bustin' out they
an example of God's gifts
So shout to all the mothers raising babies in SPA 6
The projects of Oakland city, Detroit ghost towns
Monopolies on poverty where
Growing up in a small town
Where I feel like i might drown
In these expectations all around
So I work hard and never break down
I don't know where
the projects, now they gon' need a palace
Niggas want JJ's, don't eat salads
Fourteen with a AK, and he'll let a nigga have it
Fireworks in Capetown, man
on a couple of shows
Only one project, a prospect, I'm already seen as a munchkin who's hungry to grow
Everyone flexing online, I'll remind you that I do not
when you need em most
Then they're nowhere to be found
And what if you don't have a home, or even a house?
A parent, sibling, friend or lover, children
uhhhm I’m no rapper I’m an artist this studio my office grew up in the ghettos yea the projects aye i don’t think u can handle all this fuck nigga acting
in SPA 6
The projects of Oakland city
Detroit ghost towns
Monopolies on poverty where D-boy coke bound
It’s parts of Manila like
The video for
smooth right there
Blood diamonds sitting real chunky in my right ear
Killas, skin your ass with no contracts
And little niggas got nowhere to hide but
Always in shadow
Out of the gaze
By default or design
Spinning a thread
Finding a way
The one-eyed leading the blind
Never the talk of the town
Go
smooth right there
Blood diamonds sitting real chunky in my right ear
Killas, skin your ass with no contracts
And little niggas got nowhere to hide but
made the front page news, I like my hundreds blue
Chucking Jews, taking strippers out of town on honeymoons
Leave they kids with they grandma so they
bout these hoes right now
Yeah, don't catch me when I'm rolling through the northwest of that 25 town
On that 20 block
On that 73 Capri's
You bitch
shit
Found his body, in the projects, naked
I ain't gonna lie, If I wasn't doing this now
I'd probably'd be tied down, in a small town
With my eyes
and try to take shit
Found his body, in the projects, naked
I ain't gonna lie, If I wasn't doing this now
I'd probably'd be tied down, in a small town
Tempurpedic got pallets all on the floor n shit
Like wen ya down on ya ass nowhere to go n shit
Aye
Imma trust in da process switch up da project
Litt bit
Fact of the matter is I love it
While we on the subject
Achieved some personal goals
Hitmaker on the project
Seen some people cry that's tragic
And you
the same road
Head down looking at the ground pass
Left town nowhere else to go
Then appears his shadow in her view on the paved stone
She looked up and what
the next
Day they complaining
Bout' trash
(Gentrifying the city)
When Mardi Gras come
You got nowhere to stand (Gentrifying the city)
They done roped
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