Lyrics:
Mama sad her baby boy
A fucking drug dealer
Streets ain't got no love
He had to get his own
Nigga
Mama sad her baby boy
A fucking drug dealer
Lil bruh
one right on your face
She's got the love that will fill you up
Though she tries her best to hide
What she's going through inside, she's got
Sad eyes,
you to ruin your new relations
Showin' tough love, baby, how the streets made me
Bye-bye, baby, gon' bye-bye
Had her on the sidelines, now she
Of wheat
Delete
Just rinse
Repeat
Produce
The streets
My money making money
So it stacks
And Benjamin be
Everywhere I'm at
All these rubber bands
All these
I remember the day that I earned my first pay
When I played in a small pick-up band
There I spent my youth, and to tell you the truth
I was sad
the mother of the boy in the band
Or what it's like to be the mother of the boy in the band
Father McKenzie stood by and prayed
What once was a legend's now
THE HIP USED TO HcNG
TO DRINK MUSIC
cND McYBE LOVE
THcT'S WHERE I MET MY BcBY
SEEMS GENERcTIONS cGO
WHEN WE WERE TWENTY FIVE
McDE MY LIFE SO
in jail
Ho bustas!
Picture me rolling in my 500 Benz
I got no love for these niggas, there's no need to be friends
They got me under
the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain't talkin' 'bout them drugs
I'm talkin' 'bout that love
For
blues
In the street is Aunt Sally
Double two timing shuffling her shoes
A marching band's swinging Dixie
A church choir's singing high
Out
up the bag nigga if the team humble
Real Shit live the by the code Imma fully blown young street nigga
I ain't on the Instagram live talking bout you I
here
I done caught a body if a nigga want some proof out here
Southside, Baton Rouge, standin' up on Fran Street
Standin' up on 12th Street, big
Not quite sure what you wanna do
Like, what is this world coming to?
Life goes on even if you don't want it to (Uh-huh)
It's a sad ride home if
on the marble
(Hey) smack them stars in the Wraith
Put 'em all in your face
Hundred bands for the bond when
My dawg caught his case
Wipe my hand by my head,
We're taught unconditional love,
That blood is thicker than water,
That a parent's world would revolve,
Always around their son or their daughter.
sweetheart) walking by (walking by)
Sidewalk sweetheart (sidewalk sweetheart) walking by (walking by my side)
From the sidewalk in the streets
To the bedroom
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
She was swinging by the bangles in a main street store
A while before we met
The most dangerous angles that you ever saw
She spied her amulet
Every Friday
I drive the same way
Same high school kids they never change
Past the old church
Where I grew up
By the river I knew what love was
All
I love what I got and like what I had
I'm glad, not sad, and I don't even get mad
I get even, myself and some others I believe in
Cos these others
Come on, let's see, some laughs, then we
Can do the same damn thing again next week
I love it when it happens like that
I smile because it's not all
by a prince
A very messy mummy (messy mummy)
Please don't cry for that, my love
to home invasions with Co-Ds
I'm a code piece .45th under the fleece
I done slipped a few times but I always land on my feet
Made a plan in these streets
the CCP
I love you
All I do is wear
Purple and blue
I dont care about
Mother and dad
I dont care about feeling so sad
Nothing bites me
But I want
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