lemme tell you back today,
when we would chill all day
pass the weed around a few time to get high just like dre
cop took me over one night just past tribs gate
said what doing out this late
ya twelve years old and the son of a king
hell officer this is my style as a juvenille biggins livin up wild
so while ya sitting up there and I'm on my knees down here,
notice something I ain't bullshitting or spilttin im talkin man to
man, or man to child either way my life sounds wild, but these days
it's all music and huslting, ruthless breaking it down truthless, as a
youngen on the beach I was ready to die from anyguy and this why,
step to me we ain't got nothing to lose, you got a fam I got toe jam, I'm
thirteen your 26 damn, you chose, it's amazing stay so close to sand,
when yu know ya live by man and ya never live again let's this never
ends
c mon kick it with me now
yes at my age, yes i blazed, yes I raged, yes I'm caged
yes. I'm not fased, yes I've been hazed yes I'm teenage, yes I'm
frount paged. and yes sometimes I upstaged
could it be,
it was so so simple
, tobes rhymeing about the shit he been through
we all got drama shit me too, all I got is wishes, chillin but
we all want riches, he'll me and gabe washed dishes, chance smoked
away the pain with kisses, storm and tones gots some bitches
people like me si well music got us through
it, that and a bunch of friends to roll wit, FDP told me we ain't shit
till we gone, I think he was right, I think the way I was was wrong,
but the shit I been through, while drew blast it in my old
car sick instrumentals, dish pit travle to gravle pit drifting was
sick, by the time I went home I was feelin like 8 mile shit, get up off our
moms cribs and split, basketball well me and Emile, freestyle Alittle
bit talk shit see if we get us a deal, or aleast a record sale get
some food or a meal, hell ya paridise is so ghetto real, ya feel?
yes at my age, yes i blazed, yes I raged, yes I'm caged
yes. I'm not fased, yes I've been hazed yes I'm teenage, yes I'm
frount paged. and yes sometimes I upstaged
it's still for my B.I.G. my family, even through she sell rocks
somehow she understand me, it's likly, def jam will never find me,
well hey me nd tobes would dream, make plans a whole rap shemce, every
word I threw to you was treal thats what I mean, when our stash ran
low we couldn't stay clean, haha little dills still a fucking machine,
probly all that grean got us screwd me up as a tween,people like
jenessa still chill well I geuss a, sitting and laughting at us like a
fucking professior, it's still all good when I saw ocean lookin at the
ocean, what kind of potion was rohe most, astin in. his mind, or was he just
coastin on the west coast, Dori probaly miss em tI feel bad
cauz I never kicked em toast, dam good host for a youngen coming up,
and if I showed up the bishops would help me blow up like the end of
lay up, wasent for Jeff prob woundnt have work devloped, still all my
friends it ain't hard to ball but who's got our back when we fall, I
got respect and achoholl for my friends and yall
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