They say I forgot where I came from
Because I wanna do better look where I came from
All the heartbreak, the pain, slain by the pain from
My losses of love, honor and loyalty screw more so overly
Be a good sheep be where you supposed to be
In Dilapidated hoods. Be what you supposed to be
A victim of the streets, face on a rest in peace
Tee shirt, hurt running down my mama's cheek
From drama I retreat, negative karma meant to harm ya will creep on you in your sleep
Knowing that fact plus my gross fear of deceit
I grind smarter, harder to make me obsolete
I'm destined to succeed, multiply exponentially
Over instrumental beats, intercontinental we
Make moves on fake crews our instruments are heat
Those were the days of old now our instruments are speech.
Am I wrong for wanting more than just cleaning up these streets
I want more for the poor that be bleeding in these streets
I want more of that raw gutter music for the G's
And a sour diesel blend of them California trees.
Chorus:
It don't matter if you believe what I say, watch me
The proof is in the constant knowledge I be dropping
You can zone 2-3 trying to do me but it's proven that you just can't stop me.
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They say I forgot where I came from
Because I wanna do better look where I came from
All the heartbreak, the pain, slain by the pain from
My losses of love, honor and loyalty screw more so overly
Be a good sheep be where you supposed to be
In Dilapidated hoods. Be what you supposed to be
A victim of the streets, face on a rest in peace
Tee shirt, hurt running down my mama's cheek
From drama I retreat, negative karma meant to harm ya will creep on you in your sleep
Knowing that fact plus my gross fear of deceit
I grind smarter, harder to make me obsolete
I'm destined to succeed, multiply exponentially
Over instrumental beats, intercontinental we
Make moves on fake crews our instruments are heat
Those were the days of old now our instruments are speech.
Am I wrong for wanting more than just cleaning up these streets
I want more for the poor that be bleeding in these streets
I want more of that raw gutter music for the G's
And a sour diesel blend of them California trees.
Chorus:
It don't matter if you believe what I say, watch me
The proof is in the constant knowledge I be dropping
You can zone 2-3 trying to do me but it's proven that you just can't stop me.
Because I wanna do better look where I came from
All the heartbreak, the pain, slain by the pain from
My losses of love, honor and loyalty screw more so overly
Be a good sheep be where you supposed to be
In Dilapidated hoods. Be what you supposed to be
A victim of the streets, face on a rest in peace
Tee shirt, hurt running down my mama's cheek
From drama I retreat, negative karma meant to harm ya will creep on you in your sleep
Knowing that fact plus my gross fear of deceit
I grind smarter, harder to make me obsolete
I'm destined to succeed, multiply exponentially
Over instrumental beats, intercontinental we
Make moves on fake crews our instruments are heat
Those were the days of old now our instruments are speech.
Am I wrong for wanting more than just cleaning up these streets
I want more for the poor that be bleeding in these streets
I want more of that raw gutter music for the G's
And a sour diesel blend of them California trees.
Chorus:
It don't matter if you believe what I say, watch me
The proof is in the constant knowledge I be dropping
You can zone 2-3 trying to do me but it's proven that you just can't stop me.
Writer: Amari Brown
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid