Текст песни
Type to make you fall on your knees
Sorry if we make it look easy
I just wanted time to be free lord
Police always want us to freeze
Body on the concrete was freezing
Block is like one hundred degrees
Sorry I ain't get no degree mama
I just wanna dream and believe
Sold my first pack at seventeen
Money in the mattress of the twin bed
At the boulevard of broken dreams
All about the bands like I was Green Day
Sold my first pack at seventeen
Money in the mattress of the twin bed
On the boulevard of broken dreams
All about the bands like I was Green Day
Bro gon ride for me Bro gon slide for me
He know I die for him He be outside with me
He told me to put down the xans I said I'm just trying to sleep
He told me to stay out the streets I said I'm just trying to eat
I remember long nights long days
No umbrella for the rain
When all I wore was them Nike slides I couldn't afford no jays
They ain't follow my page I ain't have no wave
All my socks had holes in them and my white tees had stains
They used to call me a wanna be
Said I wouldn't be what I'm tryna be
We used to steal out of dollar tree like fuck It I'm sorry I gotta eat
Just got off the phone with my brother
He said imma blow I just laughed and said probably
Maybe yea possibly
If I'm speaking honestly I don't see nobody stopping me
I do this shit for the guys doing the time stuck in the jail cell
All the brodies that died too soon I'm pissed I ain't get to say farewell
Dead broke I been there
Me and all of my friends there
Thought I would be stuck at the bottom forever I really thought I was gon live there
I don't do this for fun
Doing not doing enough
Who even knew you were bluffing
Pulling the plug hide in nirvana and chill
Remember when I wanted a meal
Now I just wanna touch millions
I am just one in a million
Make an appearance I could go pull up in Sears
Look like lit up the building
Bark Top Dog
She got the coke from Pablo
Pull up suburban Tahoe's
What do they do when the stocks froze?
Crash course you a crash dummy
Growing up I was mad bummy
Pay me to pick up the scrap cut me a check as long as the bag coming
Bitches treat me like I'm bad bunny
Shawty copped another pack from me
Run the town in the Honda Civic little Darren just a tad early
Born in Mastic and I ran Shirley
Promise you can smell the cash burning
Imma put my whole fam on
Gotta get up out the trap first out the trap first
No degree mama stuck inside these streets mama
Bro got locked up he was all over tv mama
No degree mama
Bro got locked up he was all over tv mama
Sold my first pack at seventeen
Money in the mattress of the twin bed
On the boulevard of broken dreams
All about the bands like I was Green Day
Sold my first pack at seventeen
Money in the mattress of the twin bed
On the boulevard of broken dreams
All about the bands like I was
All about the bands like I was