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cinderblocks - michael christmas lyrics

(michael christmas)
still lock the bathroom door every time i take a sh*t
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 n*gga like me run a play
back in the day baggy jeans with the jays, middle man weed n*ggas calling it haze
fake move weight still calling it gains, one block street n*ggas calling it gangs
n*gga 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
n*ggas said be the change not beg for the change i don’t beg for a thang
know n*ggas that’ll give a b*tch a arm and leg for the thang, they ain’t seen pootie tang
that’s the problem right thеre, taking no days off i’m not ferris
stuck in the hood why n*ggas еmbarrassed, they want that sh*t back cuz the way we prepared it
tell n*ggas we ain’t finna share it, them kids hear it then repeat it like parrots
have you ever seen a n*gga in paris? i had ever seen a n*gga both parents
i seen n*ggas get a job like calvin years later strung out like clarence
and we got them school clothes on clearance

just another day on a n*gga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks
fade off the henny thinking of ways we can get it popping
day on a n*gga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks
just another day on a n*gga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks
fade off the henny thinking of ways we can get it popping
day on a n*gga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks

(kota the friend)
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 bullsh*t in the past
and the police tryna k!ll 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 n*gga in the grave, another homie slain, f*ck
all of that potential just a diamond in the rough
they gon’ keep on playin’ til a n*gga had enough
pull me over grab the toolie stupid what the f*ck you want
empty out the 30 clip and then reload it when i’m done, yeah
myrtle ave, seen them n*ggas 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 n*gga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks
fade off the henny thinking of ways we can get it popping
day on a n*gga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks
just another day on a n*gga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks
fade off the henny thinking of ways we can get it popping
day on a n*gga block, they weighing down like cinderblocks
fade off the henny thinking of ways we can get it popping

- michael christmas lyrics

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