Lyrics:
I use that piggy bank you bought me
To subsidize the housing for my hope
I take a piece of me
Every morning I can breathe
I drop it in the slot
get the last laugh for everyone who doubting
Was raised in the projects
Grew up in public housing
Yeah you know the vibes
You know the vibes
You know
a schedule and a chart
U a fake U a fuckin rental
Real ones never let these bitches bend em
Housing all paid never worry when the rent due
Sixty five
I know
Racism is true
Black folk seem to need their own universities here
Educated melanin is among my greatest fears
Alongside integrated housing
housing
Moving ounces
Until them crackers came and got me
Out the way yo
Nigga's hating
Nigga's plotting
Nigga's Scheming
They want even
But it won't
have held each other by the mind
There's something human in this frame
Housing consciousness to move past the shame
We found strength in tactile eyes
called it home
Or does it sit in lonesome peace
Housing only ghosts
A portrait in a lonely room
Is all these thoughts will be
They'll have each other
They all looking at me like I just been scouted
This ain’t Dragon Ball Z but my streams over 9000
We never gon be living in no public housing
Add
a dead elephant around
Slipped and got broke on the merry go round
You know you fall down you get up?
All go to town Mr van Housing is suing
The sound
clothes skirt dressing reject your ghetto pass
You wanna be ripping the runway while I be ripping that ass
My flow be Public Housing yeah I'm housing
With all the housing fees
Please wash your hair
These confusing times
No rhyme, no reason
You’re lost in there
I’ll take my time
‘Cause baby I’m not
also has no home, I help her
It is not good to lose housing and work
Not to have an income, but to have a big expense is not good
Now it's not easy for
Had to jump off the porch
Had to get out the house and go chase me some money
I stayed on public housing our AC aint work in the middle
they fuckin' gentrified my home
Left affordable housing there to roam, they fuckin' gentrified my home
They fuckin' gentrified my home, they fuckin'
times over
Bitch, I'm 100 thousand
I'm getting chartered
I stay in them jets, like its public housing
When you this blessed
You gotta laugh just to keep
I stand strong with grassy narrow First Nation
We need clear water for the reservations
Better the housing we don't have no patience
We don't have
situations
Close my eyes all I see is flashbacks of hardship and public housing
Woke up with cold sweats
Nah Dawg fuck that I can't go back
Never seen
friend
He said
You've been housing her since she ex-ed her husband
But guess what my daughter
I said, Pastor I'm not good at guessing games
Julie na
of breaking down
Dancing around the truth
Housing fires
In bedrooms
Should I repent for how my time was spent
Staring at the walls
Painting pictures within
really know nothing about it
I'm not from the streets and I come from really good housing
Mentally I got a disease that's always browsing
For the next
us
While most these people sitting round
We came up off can goods
And section 8 apartment housing
I might help my mans out
But that don’t mean no
want eleven thousand square feet in my housing (Housing)
Bitch don't cross the line you better stay behind the boundary (Boundary)
Do you understand
direction is where they meet
Housing life's uncertainty
You can't run, you can't hide
You can't run, from your mind
You can't run, from your mind
Tricking
don't try to talk to me
The day my car worth more than your housing don't try to to talk to me
Don't try to talk to me
Don't try to talk to me
Don't
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