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usa freestyle - rob ace lyrics

[intro]
ima do it how i do it…
haaan
f-ck that sh-t..

[verse]
look
where we get this pain from?
chain smokin’ in the crib with my chains on
got her askin all her friends “where his chains from?”
got these lil n-gg-s buggin’, where the hate from?
lot of sh-t don’t make sense when you getting old
and the more you get to know the more you don’t know
all i know is that i’m here and that i’m high now
if i smile will a b-tch n-gg- die now?
you get to learning ’bout yourself when you locked in
into schools or the clubs we had glocks in
everybody blocked out ’cause we blocked in
what the f-ck go through ya head when them shots h-t?
you pop sh-t but make sure it came from purity
i knew n-gg-s toting guns before p-b-rty
make sure our grandkids ain’t really losing sleep
if only n-gg-s start investing in communities
’cause that hurt you puttin’ out is only hurting us
so much history they really try to bury us
making chicken off the homies like they curry’d us
trynna shoot us with the 30 like they curry’d us
and n-body really happy in america (at all)
she said that i would be that n-gg- word to erika
fame comin’, pain comin’, sh-t is scarier
went from having no service to a carrier
n-gg-s talkin’ ’bout i’m lit but i ain’t rich yet
she want the d-ck n-gg- we ain’t even kiss yet
she say she love a n-gg- we ain’t even meet yet
sitting tall like i had to make my seat stretch
living large then you get to playing defense
n-gg-s live, n-gg-s die, that’s a sequence
cops came go over, n-gg- askin, “we ain’t see sh-t”
way we living if only grandma could see this
never thought i’d leave the tri state
now i’m on a flight back
jamaica, costa rica, barcelona, smoke go right back
got my -ss whooped and then i had to learn to fight back
shorty on my d-ck she throw it back like she just bite back
give that good brain but she be saying she ain’t like that
girl you know you playing, roll the back like, “where the light at?”
running out my crib thinkin’ “where i’ll spend the night at?”
smokin’ with this shorty she just asking where my mind at?
everybody stuck in something that they can’t avoid
so much sh-t be going on, i’m like “block the noise”
i get high with my n-gg-s ’cause i starved with them
hit the bars and the cars and the stars with them
i was born with the fam and ima die with them
if them hoes don’t got no hearts, can’t share your hearts with them
audubon to 1st ave to mott haven, riding dirty
with the guys in highbridge early
i was always going dumb but, boys pull up we hiding 30s
ride by us we high and smirking
i remember i was 13, now i’m lookin towards 30
90s baby
b-tch i’m highly wavey
i done grew up, your b-tch lying b-tch, i’m highly crazy
a lot of n-gg-s died around me, couldn’t even hit they funerals
real n-gg-s up, you b-tch boys can’t p-ss in urinals
i see the vision now i’m on a mission
i do this on my own…
mic by bed, don’t gotta leave the studio
smoking bob marley and my crib is yelling coolio
balconies and candle lights, this a gangsta’s paradise
came from cuttin’ cl-ss and rollin’ up in projects after fights
came from cutting -ss and smokin’ up while homies shooting dice
in the parks, they made it spark with hollow darts, we taking flight
n-gg-s cannot take my life..
you only find out who you are when sh-t done hit the fan
and you gon’ maneuver to yo’ fullest and just be the man
and get respect and don’t forget what taught you how to stand
fix your block and fix your people with a helping a hand

[outro]
n-gg- f-ck the money, is my people shinning?
is they shinning? need more timing
need more energy and light and need more grind
and need more peace
f-ck them pieces, i been fly
f-ck them n-gg-s screaming “jesus” ’cause they know that they gonna die
i done told my n-gg- jesus, “i’ll be big before i die.”
i done knew i was gon’ do it in my mind before i tried
from the twilight zone, on planet earth in new york city, usa
seen the devil on the east so i ain’t scared to see la
see la… (yeah, i’m done wit th..)

- rob ace lyrics

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