C.O.T.G

Ah they don't understand us... we all got dreams... We just after different things... Set us free ... yea.. jeeaaa

 

verse 1:

There's no need to explain my story, How about I do one for us all, we all just wanna ball, these late nights working, boy it hard on the corner,

and when we aint on the corner, we cooking a feinds dinner in the kitchen, mama always bitchen, but he aint worried about what she talking bout, cause it's all the money corey, if you ain't got it then all the hoes think you bummy, and all the niggas think your soft a start trying to take your shit from you, I was a victim myself niggas chased me down hopped out the care , and beat my ass in the street, Niggas watching me get slumped, but niggas ain't worried nigga this is the streets, this is how the young niggas eat, welcome to our side, look threw my eyes before you try and judge me nigga, we all got a story not exactly rags riches and big booty bitches but shit, I wouldn't wanna do it any other way, I love just coasting by any means, an laugh at my enimies come and get me nigga.

 

HOOK:______

 

Verse 2: Look are life's are amazing, and even though we aint got shit,some of us will later be lawyers and doctors instead of on block shit, and one might be rapper, the other he dead closed chapter, he was selling shit and the deal went backwards, instead of moving up the the bullet from the gun had hiss head nigga falling backwards in reverse these streets is a curse, and we live in em, niggas wonder why we kill each other, niggas is scandalous but that's what happens when you can make a mounts work in a day, Guns make us feel powerfull, and death is oblivios to our minds, because we live life like we immortal, I feel dangerous like a komoto,