作词 : Maurice Shadee Clarke
作曲 : Fabrice Ferrando
A king broke with dreams and baring my soul naked
Losing it hope it seems
While seeking this road pavement
Take yo time wit' it, time wit' it
Slow paces
When ya best friends turn into them old faces
When ya main one, switch
She ain't got no patience
No more checkin' in with you
No more probation
I'm really tryna do it different than my old man
Papa was a rollin' stone
Yea he was a cold man
Never made it home for dinner
Bless the food and holds hand
Typical brown man story
But, centered around glory this time but,

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We glow and we climb
We seek and we find
Everything in our mind
Get it out on the road
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‘Cause I done seen it all mayne
Neighborhoods, where they all bang
On the corner, shootin' dice, playin card games
Where you from, who you be, what you representin'
On these blocks, on these streets, man that's just tradition
Careful where you sittin'
Careful where you kickin'
Know how to maneuver from the roota to the toota
Finna swerve on ya ass
Never stop thuggin'
Throw the work in the grass
When the cops comin'
Whippin' work for the cash
That's goin' from the first to the last
But, I ain't judgin', I ain't judgin'
I was at that table
Brickin', bandin'
Really on the grind, wit' my mind, on a different planet
Some won't understand it
'Cause you're doin' damage
To your own community, but sort of got immunity
'Cause you just tryna change your situation
What it used to be
More than usually

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