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Michael Lindsey
Michael Lindsey
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Joshua Major-Paschal
Joshua Major-Paschal
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Avery Jones
Avery Jones
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Still lock the bathroom door every time I take a shit That paranoia ain't going away, my mind gone I stow it away Your raps trash boy throw it away, naw do your thing just go out the way Iso iso, go out the way, watch how a nigga like me run a play Back in the day baggy jeans with the jays, middle man weed niggas calling it haze Fake move weight still calling it gains, one block street niggas calling it gangs Nigga got popped last week like dang, took away pops last week like dang Then I seen moms new house like dang, really gotta do my thang Niggas said be the change not beg for the change I don't beg for a thang Know niggas that'll give a bitch a arm and leg for the thang, they ain't seen pootie tang That's the problem right there, taking no days off I'm not Ferris Stuck in the hood why niggas embarrassed, they want that shit back cuz the way we prepared it Tell niggas we ain't finna share it, them kids hear it then repeat it like parrots Have you ever seen a nigger in Paris? I had ever seen a nigga both parents I seen niggas get a job like Calvin years later strung out like Clarence And we got them school clothes on clearance Just another day on a nigga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks Fade off the Henny thinking of ways we can get it popping Day on a nigga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks Just another day on a nigga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks Fade off the Henny thinking of ways we can get it popping Day on a nigga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks We came up from nothin' every day was gunnin' for the bag On a hustle doin' doubles cuz they ain't no other path Get your money brother leave that other bullshit in the past And the police tryna kill me only cuz my skin is black, yeah They got mad fear, got my paranoia way high it's only facts here They could shoot you in the daylight and get away nothin' on they name Just another dead nigga in the grave, another homie slain, fuck All of that potential just a diamond in the rough They gon' keep on playin' til a nigga had enough Pull me over grab the toolie stupid what the fuck you want Empty out the 30 clip and then reload it when I'm done, yeah Myrtle Ave, seen them niggas circle back If they see you come around this corner they gon' hurt you bad Sun is burning in the hood, keep my city in my soul All my people doing good I'm riding for my own and that's for sure Just another day on a nigga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks Fade off the Henny thinking of ways we can get it popping Day on a nigga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks Just another day on a nigga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks Fade off the Henny thinking of ways we can get it popping Day on a nigga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks Fade off the Henny thinking of ways we can get it popping
Writer(s): Michael Lindsey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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