letra de 12 stout street (lilberryblunt remix) - lilberryblunt
[intro]
real rx
[verse]
i used to wake up in my room in the mornin’
put on my dirty shoes in the mornin’
heard momma cryin’ last night
think the lights finna go out
only thing on my mind is hittin’ a l!ck
her n-gga in prison for doin’ some sh-t
say i’ma go to prison for doin’ some sh-t
only thing on my mind is boomin’ a b-tch
12 stout street, i hated that house
i had to learn early on bein’ a man about
my momma ain’t never buy me sh-t
i sold drugs and robbed for all my sh-t
momma said, “baby, that was years ago”
“don’t stress about sh-t that happened years ago”
this sh-t’d take a b-tch years to know
i cried in the cold ’til my tears was froze
i hit a l!ck to help my momma out
how the f-ck my mom the one to kick me out?
how the f-ck you gonna send me out to the streets?
how the f-ck you gonna say i can’t come home to sleep?
how the f-ck i come out your p-ssy and you choose your husband like you knew that n-gga before me?
how the f-ck you gon’ turn your back on me?
how the f-ck you gon’ leave me flat on e?
how you gon’ do that, knowin’ they k!lled my dad?
you supposed to be my mom and my dad
i wish that f-ckin’ house would burn down
i couldn’t tell you then but, sh-t, i’ll tell you now
for so many years, i held it down
i never in my life wanted to sell drugs
i would’ve been cool with playin’ games and sh-t
but instead, i’m runnin’ with the gang and sh-t
robberies done turned into shootings
your son done did a gang and sh-t
it’d take a year to explain this sh-t
we don’t stay safe, we stay dangerous
they took my brother, that f-cked me up
perc’ after perc’, they f-ckin’ me up
thousand percs later, still don’t do nothin’
sh-t’s barely workin’, they’re supposed to make me numb
had flashbacks to when i was young
b-tches used to laugh and call me a bum
i was with face, shot my first gun
before neo or jet li, i was the one
my momma ain’t see it but the streets did
said i wouldn’t be sh-t, streets made me sh-t
going through withdrawal, got me sick
i’m stretched back to back, i’m ’bout to flip
don’t look at me funny, you don’t know sh-t ’bout me
stood on the block with dreams of an audi
had a nightmare sleepin’ in my audi
a n-gga caught me lackin’ and pulled me out it
big-ass pistol to my mouthpiece
and it happened in front of 12 stout street
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