Lyrics:
the streets
Babe I'm out smoking weed
And I Shout from the top of my lungs
Don't know where to belong
Sipping on vodka apple juice yea I got many things to do
These melodies
Are my remedy
This music is the only thing healing me
Oh how can it be?
My heart still beats?
Even though time keeps passing me?
They
by my side
Forever you and I
This feeling won't subside
We riding until the wheels fall off
And that's a treasure
Simply together
Always a pleasure
feeling that bass all down the street
Jumped out the car on 9-0
I was wearing all white Capezio
Had my 501's, five dunkey ropes
Couldn't be saved by
With nothing but thugs all in my videos
Can't help that I'm nothing
But a street nigga
Dropped school and headed straight
For the street, nigga
This for
get the bag
AK in the trunk, 45 by my waist
It's big sound can you feel the bass
It's murder over here no joke
I gat big money, I do big things
Like
There's about forty days between
Thanksgiving and New Years
It used to always be my very
Favorite time of the year
But years pass, things change,
and the songs in our playlist
Yes, that playlist, those songs became my favorites
And now they haunt me, along with all these questions
Like if we were good,
our streets, our war
Our lives, this is what we fight for
Our choice to make the wrong things right with
Our voice, we bring day to the night
This
could barely speak
Even in my diapers kept my ears to the street
So I'm mumbling and uttering the words I know
And it sounds like the "The Breaks" by
listen when Im telling Me, I'll have my sweet serenity
Life is strange things can change in the blink of an eye
I just can't get it out of my mind
I won't
the zone all by myself
I'm alone all by myself, I'm on my own
But homes I could set the tone myself
And make the track that I could rap on myself
I wrote
to hurt me, my momma dead so fuck 'em
A small timer on the rise, so nothin' I feel
To my niggas in the county, I might do a bit with ya
Boy, in the streets
the honey's
DJ bring it back, let it go
Mix it in with Black Rob, make 'em say whoa!
Every thing full circle, Game livin' major
Girls on my hip like
And she's still by my side,
I love you baby.
Your love is beautiful its un-disputable,
You got me rappin' bout it up inside this studio,
Like crazy man
My Shoes
How many pairs of shoes have you gone through in life? I've lost count.
Lyrics
You want to know what it feels like, getting harassed by
wait
For your little soulmate
Because you solved all my mistakes
With your sweet love
When you were by my side
Everything felt so right
When summers
No Handouts (prod. by MakaihBeats)
(Chorus)
Oh oh oh
Yeahhh buddy I got my own change like
Oh oh oh
Yeahhh buddy I do my own thang like
Oh oh oh
path or I'd self destruct
I was down on my luck
My head was so fucked
A menace rollin' the streets is what I was
Holdin' my heat and rollin' with
bottles hand over fist
Water's a blessing
I am obsessing
Professing my love for it
I am confessing
Deer Park, Poland Springs
These are a few of my favorite
hall stood. I took a vow, this I stay true, always and always choose good. These things I gave my heart to but for you I never could.
You don't like
This is dedicated to my favorite girl
I used to wonder where is she, my beautiful queen
Doing the damn thing, counterbalancing all of the hell that I
Three little birds sat on my window
And they told me I don't need to worry
Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet
Little girls double-dutch
the scenes
And things really werent seemed
Thats when the view point flipped
I was wasting my time
I was taking no risks
Had to write the line of life down
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