Swoope - I-610 (Interlude) lyrics

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Swoope - I-610 (Interlude) lyrics

[Spoken Introduction] You know Screw stayed pretty close to my house, like right down the street. He started selling these gray tapes. People would line up, you know, for blocks just to get a gray tape. We would pa** them around at school. The independent music scene in Houston was just always crazy. Where nobody needed anybody. No major label, no nothing. It was all about getting up and making it, making it happen [Verse 1] Flippin' through 610 with the windows down King Kong in the trunk so you hear that sound Transported by big bro so it smell like a pine He said “I'll k** you if you smoke, so don't pa** it around” I'm just tryna make it home Meanwhile through the tweeters I hear A Pocket Full Of Stones UGK, Bun B, Pimp had me in a zone So I'm back on Sharondale with the sk**s we can hone Beggin' my cousin Reg to get J. Prince on the phone If he waits ‘til I'm fifteen, it's too late I'll be gone Bruh, I'm going platinum from my momma crib Tell them schools I care less about a scholarship I'mma get paper from these words I write My homie Flip got signed, that's when I got hype Me and Mikey at the crib staying up all night Then Mikey got caught with the white, what a life [Verse 2] So I'm back to no squares A circle full of youngsters, live with no squares Evil all amongst us, we ride with no cares Truth is what we run from, our lives is all dares Yeah, H-Town mentality This was my reality, praying that God spares A life like mine, I'm staring at the time I can hear the music fine but we running out of chairs Yeah, I was searching in my notebook God hit me with a dope hook Not a 8-bar loop, but a punch packed with truth When I heard it I was too shook ‘Cause me and the homies mob deep Not the young Cudi, but oh buddy We was headed straight for d**h You could smell it in the street Aroma like Timmy Chan's and I'm ready to eat [Hook] [2x] That's what the south side gave me That's how the south side raised me Searching for the next thrill God showed it wasn't real Man, the south side played me Hold up