Ol' Burger Beats - Page 28 lyrics

[Verse 1] Lil younging thuggin' f**ing with the laws Benefitting from his flaws Coming home to support Momma on her knees, praying to the lord I hope he makes it out On the corner pushing ziplocks like flyers The cops is anti bias if you're dark behind the attire Supply em with the joints and make them feel yo' fire He's prone to a random check Doing anything to get his check sh** is not correct man [Verse 2] But the money gon get me fly And the honeys gon come through And the money gon get me by Now I'm watching out for slick dudes Crook moves, seekin for the bad intentions in a person Trust issues, but steady out lurking by The corner sto', is the only thing I know Fiends pa**ing through I'm screaming blow my smoke for me Toke for me please, got to reach my quota Hustling innocent immigrants evident money that should be going to their children Pain is never lingering, I'll sell you some lines of dope, fake signs of hope It could get you a lift We both fiend for the rush We both need to get lushed up I know my momma crying bout me whipping with the baking But what's breakfast without bacon? [Verse 3] Everday I go to sleep, think about the bullet that'll put my son to sleep In these streets where the freaks dwell Casualties of the paper trails I don't want him to wake up in hell, with no story to tell Was tryna show him options but he wouldn't listen Who you foolin we from Oslo They go from their eyes low, powder for the nose, further we go, h**n, gravestone Have you seen your big folks turn into fiends with no features, Future Opaque like my labelmate Have your own take on this, take on this Have your own take on this Think about the woman that put her life in risk Tropical bussin with the camera, doing his thing I'm busy rapping, tryna get the bling I might die, I might live But what's life living without yo kidz