[Intro]
[Verse 1: Sig The Native]
Reasons why i cross the street slowly started changing
Went from playing ball to excising a bleezy's detonations
Games and circles never ran with segregation
But i'm simply speaking on the parks and recreation
Land where no one judges our trials and tribulations
Tables thumping spitting, but we never talking hating
Water guns fights now we smoking fat blunts
Pick up games till the ball dont see sun
Weiss park is the spot where i'm from
Lose my mind on a daily look across the street to find a different piece Texas
Slabs that take plains with the courts that is netless
Tennis court where the homies almost got shot up
Baseball field bleachers where i almost caught up
Bridge over the creek where i always fire up
Different parks different peoples, different rough
Chumps with a front get put up to the tough
Step with a rump and get bit by the funk
Names Sig The Native i dont know if i will stay
Places that make you, make a place for others to say
[Hook]
On the corner of the corner where i really live
Across stays a park that's always been apart
Of how i was when i was just a kid
Daily pushing pens, seeing bigger pictures through my third eyed lense
On the corner of the corner where i really live
Across stays a park that's always been apart
Of how i was when i was just a kid
Way back when everything was just pretend
[Verse 2: Vic Lee]
Yo, inside a yellow brick house i reside
6 houses down from the only street light
9 houses down from my local park, West haven
138 squares of sidewalk pavement to arrive
To an open field of gra**
Hoodlum memories of the many many things we saw
Brawls, shootings, vicious hooping, prostitution, drug pollution
Cops raiding homes
Homies losing years to the penitentiary
The scene emptied oh so carelessly
Many vanished away in non lucrative business
What i would, cross the woods and i would cross the train tracks
Way back just to hang back with the homies (woo)
Check it
Peer pressure cordially invited me to sip my first 40 G
AJ's brother let us peak a sneak
At our first nude from a b**h of his
Now picture this
On my way home over the bridge that night
I saw a couple with belts around their biceps and a needle set to inject their veins
They, started screaming the lords name in vein
Made my way home, took a lukewarm shower stayed buzz for an hour
My thoughts piled up into a new architecture tower
Different days, new ways my perspective changed
On the same place i embraced and came to claim as my home space element
[Hook]