Breeze - People You Know FT. 2mex lyrics

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Breeze - People You Know FT. 2mex lyrics

People You Know [Verse 1: Pawz One] Being far beyond driven has driven me far beyond Anything that I envisioned, I got my tickets, I'm gone Now it's on, im drawn to the music Pros and the cons Landing at JFK and haters standing on the lawn Drinking the same 40oz, same stories all the time He can rap, but he's too busy, He's living a life of crime Never held his own, he's Al Capone inside his own mind Paranoid and bugging Thinks they listen on his phone line Focus on my own grind, the feeling is good It's a shame to come back and see him still in the hood See, some homies went to college, others signed up for the navy And that girl that had potential, you can find her with a baby Kid's daddy is missing, A loser with no ambition Seems like time's frozen, He's stuck in the same position And You can catch him tweaking in his house with a gun And he ain't left the block since 2001 [Verse 2: Pawz One] See, a dude I used to know, He's got 45 kids Struggled to handle biz, He's barely filling his fridge Catch him at the liquor store trying to bum a cig But if you hear him tell it, he's always doing it big Save it for the b**hes you're trying to run game on His baby mom's a chick they used to all run a train on Gonorrhea Flame on, Burning to take a piss Got her name on his neck, tatted next to her lips Ain't that a trip? Years go by, letting him slip Still cruising by the high school to check out the chicks The homie's 26, still using the dirty tricks In his girl's car, Radio up, bumping the system Wait for the bell to ring to find himself a victim Girls, don't be distracted by the image and the looks It's harder to carry babies than it is to carry books [Verse 3: 2Mex] Up in Mid-City, California, 1981 Sycamore Avenue, right off La Brea and Washington You see, it wasn't that fun Watching people smoke crack from the barrel of a gun I seen this one dude do someone foul Someone k**ed him and cut off his dick and straight left it in his mouth I know that sh** sound wild, and for the Next 10 years I had to walk by the house I used to get lectured everyday by the neighborhood Wino, He ended up disappearing or dying far as I know, My neighbor used to smoke rocks And he used to try to break in my car a whole lot One time, he broke into my ride and ended up Getting me for my Blaupunkt, I thought I locked the door. but I must've forgot one And I'm so motherf**ing dumb, yo But that's the norm where I come from I was a church kid, which means I would be Outside of ma** selling Mexican sweet breads, like a merch kid And yo, I most definitely wasn't the worst kid But people talked about my parents being poor like we weren't Worth sh**, That's why I had to prove them wrong, though That's why I had to do more with my self then attend Rio Hondo And straight smoking on this chrondo Over 20 years of music and now its on though