from bummin 2 a buspass
i apologize for the explictness of this piece
“Harlem Nights”
So…
So you wanna be a thug, runnin the streets
I see you everyday collecting money like a bum in the streets
You wanna take the fast way out, now you makin beats
Spending your last wages on phillies, handlebars, and sweets
But you a g right, that’s what you tellin me
Are u still a g when you face a felony?
I thought you was hard and u came from the gutta
You can’t even look me in my face and you only stutta
You never stuttered, you used to make A’s in school
What made you drop hit the block instead of going to school?
Math uses to be your favorite subject, playing with numbers yeah
I guess it was women, jewelry, deuces on hummers yeah
You used to be my friend my *****
Thought we would roll to the end my *****
We was supposed to be best men my *****
Now you want to contend with me my *****
I often wondered was going through your mind
You used to able to see the future, now your blind
I wish I had an hourglass, flip it over and remake time
Believe me, I’m trying to understand your grind
You said I left you, but I’m always there
My address never changed, only my hair
My braids are gone, we used to be tight like that
In my rearview, I see you, knowing, I don’t wanna leave like that
My *****, but I gotta go, I gotta make a move
We were made to be winners, but why do we lose?
I guess you a g, I’m a let you be a g
Sometimes I gotta let loose, and you wanna be me
You used to be my friend my *****
Thought we would roll to the end my *****
We was supposed to best men my *****
Now you want to contend with me my *****
i apologize for the explictness of this piece
“Harlem Nights”
So…
So you wanna be a thug, runnin the streets
I see you everyday collecting money like a bum in the streets
You wanna take the fast way out, now you makin beats
Spending your last wages on phillies, handlebars, and sweets
But you a g right, that’s what you tellin me
Are u still a g when you face a felony?
I thought you was hard and u came from the gutta
You can’t even look me in my face and you only stutta
You never stuttered, you used to make A’s in school
What made you drop hit the block instead of going to school?
Math uses to be your favorite subject, playing with numbers yeah
I guess it was women, jewelry, deuces on hummers yeah
You used to be my friend my *****
Thought we would roll to the end my *****
We was supposed to be best men my *****
Now you want to contend with me my *****
I often wondered was going through your mind
You used to able to see the future, now your blind
I wish I had an hourglass, flip it over and remake time
Believe me, I’m trying to understand your grind
You said I left you, but I’m always there
My address never changed, only my hair
My braids are gone, we used to be tight like that
In my rearview, I see you, knowing, I don’t wanna leave like that
My *****, but I gotta go, I gotta make a move
We were made to be winners, but why do we lose?
I guess you a g, I’m a let you be a g
Sometimes I gotta let loose, and you wanna be me
You used to be my friend my *****
Thought we would roll to the end my *****
We was supposed to best men my *****
Now you want to contend with me my *****