Cortez Shoes

You got ah

It's Lil' Rob

We go through them hard times man

Just gotta keep our heads up

And keep on walking, you know

These Cortez Shoes know all the hard times that we have been through

All the crazy things we used to do just to get by

Walk in my shoes and you will see why these Cortez shoes

Try to walk in these Cortez shoes

Betcha couldn't walk a mile in these shoes

But we get by and we got to keep on walking

Let me take you back a way homie

Back in my day before that, I figured out that crime doesn't pay

I was on the streets every night and every day

Out with the homies hanging out and having a good time

Hey, but sometimes a good time ends up jumping in a ride

And go blast on the Vatos from the other side

My uncles did it, my brother did it

And now so do I, no need to wonder why I was a victim of a drive-by

It turned into a shoot but they ain't getting away

Hell no, not without a bullet wound ay

That was my state of mind all the time don't cross the line

And believe me when I say that the line was fine

You might catch me in a bad mood with a bad attitude

A lil' homeboy who hates to lose

Or you could be talking shit about me right now

But you couldn't walk a mile in my shoes, ya feel me homes, come on

These Cortez Shoes know all the hard times that we have been through

All the crazy things we used to do just to get by

Walk in my shoes and you will see why these Cortez shoes

Try to walk in these Cortez shoes

Betcha couldn't walk a mile in these shoes

But we get by and we got to keep on walking

My company called me up and said turn on the TV

That's when I got the news of my homeboy Peewee

Rest in peace to the deceased beneath the barrio streets

When I saw him on the news he had Cortez on his feet

When we went through it some of us made it, and some of us blew it

Who would've known it, I remember crazy times in the Buick

Crazy shit we were likely to do it

I wasn't serious about music

It's just too easy to lose it and a lot of us do it

Itchy finger, hair trigger, it's just too easy to pull it

We live our lives by the bullet, we either die or get locked up

Make a mess too big to be mopped up

Behind the smile, there's a frown sad enough to bring you down

A little homeboy who sings the blues

Because he had no clue what to do with his life

Walking around in his Cortez shoes that's what I used to do

These Cortez Shoes know all the hard times that we have been through

All the crazy things we used to do just to get by

Walk in my shoes and you will see why these Cortez shoes

Try to walk in these Cortez shoes

Betcha couldn't walk a mile in these shoes

But we get by and we got to keep on walking

He got shot down the block, at the stop, ran from cops

I never thought it would stop

I never hit the county not even Juvenile hall but

But that's only 'cause I didn't get caught

And I can only imagine what would have happened if I

Continued scrapping and capping and blasting and laughing

I'll probably be dead or in jail

And I wouldn't be standing here rapping about my Cortez shoes

These Cortez Shoes know all the hard times that we have been through

All the crazy things we used to do just to get by

Walk in my shoes and you will see why these Cortez shoes

Try to walk in these Cortez shoes

Betcha couldn't walk a mile in these shoes

But we get by and we got to keep on walking

These Cortez Shoes know all the hard times that we have been through

All the crazy things we used to do just to get by

Walk in my shoes and you will see why these Cortez shoes

Try to walk in these Cortez shoes

Betcha couldn't walk a mile in these shoes

But we get by and we got to keep on walking

Fingazz on the track