[Verse 1: Phrxnch William$]
Everybody just trynna make it out the hood
But it don't mean you have to join gangs and sling drugs
It's like you chinxed up
But we finally not chained up
But it pains us,To see us getting hanged up
Like life locked up
Cause ya mans gave you the 40 that was glocked up
Now that's another black man off the roster
But we all eating like pasta
But as soon as you get fettuccini
They wanna see a whole go through yo beanie
Just cause a nigga flossing and living gleamy
That shit Is crazy
However, It's like we could only make it out
Playing basketball
But we can't basket all
When our dreams start to fall
But we can't art it all
Trynna see what Martin saw
He's in the sea
But we on the shore
Check
But when we see shells
We always say sure
But upside down when I meet ha I might pipe ha(Piper)
Flow like Peter, but I Quagmire
Now admire my inspirations and my aspirations
Felt the vibrations like Haitians but I'm never hating
And contemplating on facilitating my illustration
To make it out the hood with out gang-banging
It's not about trynna be down with drug slinging, gang-banging
And like a levy leaving ya brother hanging
We all one community trynna get immunity
But this rap shit is all new to me
The schism make out the system lets hit em' and not make it to prison with sinning, and cinnamon got them choking but not Insulin
I'm laying pipe down but I never put the mic down
Slight sound and mispronounce like a dyslexic child
Flex hour techs that leave they necks sour
But I want the power, to be in the money shower
Made man, Ricky Rozay
Look both ways before the road play
The green a make niggas go wild
The golden child made em' red so niggas starting to slow down
Proverbs and blow herbs and I'm just concerned
That the spoken word of a bird's trynna be heard
But I'm just trynna do what I feel
And make it to the top without gripping the steel
Chill this shit is real
Cause you know they popping off the pill
Trynna dream chase, but they not trynna make a mil'
Can't wait for the days I don't have to ask for another dollar bill
Trill steel a keep you young boys hanging still
Don't get killed, bill
Everybody just trynna make it out the hood
But it don't mean you have to join gangs and sling drugs
It's like you chinxed up
But we finally not chained up
But it pains us,To see us getting hanged up
Like life locked up
Cause ya mans gave you the 40 that was glocked up
Now that's another black man off the roster
But we all eating like pasta
But as soon as you get fettuccini
They wanna see a whole go through yo beanie
Just cause a nigga flossing and living gleamy
That shit Is crazy
However, It's like we could only make it out
Playing basketball
But we can't basket all
When our dreams start to fall
But we can't art it all
Trynna see what Martin saw
He's in the sea
But we on the shore
Check
But when we see shells
We always say sure
But upside down when I meet ha I might pipe ha(Piper)
Flow like Peter, but I Quagmire
Now admire my inspirations and my aspirations
Felt the vibrations like Haitians but I'm never hating
And contemplating on facilitating my illustration
To make it out the hood with out gang-banging
It's not about trynna be down with drug slinging, gang-banging
And like a levy leaving ya brother hanging
We all one community trynna get immunity
But this rap shit is all new to me
The schism make out the system lets hit em' and not make it to prison with sinning, and cinnamon got them choking but not Insulin
I'm laying pipe down but I never put the mic down
Slight sound and mispronounce like a dyslexic child
Flex hour techs that leave they necks sour
But I want the power, to be in the money shower
Made man, Ricky Rozay
Look both ways before the road play
The green a make niggas go wild
The golden child made em' red so niggas starting to slow down
Proverbs and blow herbs and I'm just concerned
That the spoken word of a bird's trynna be heard
But I'm just trynna do what I feel
And make it to the top without gripping the steel
Chill this shit is real
Cause you know they popping off the pill
Trynna dream chase, but they not trynna make a mil'
Can't wait for the days I don't have to ask for another dollar bill
Trill steel a keep you young boys hanging still
Don't get killed, bill
( Phrxnch William$ )
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