Joell Ortiz - Light A L lyrics

Man y'all n***as don't know me, let me finish my water So much more to me, I feel like I oughta Tell you all about the minority from the corner Just tryna make some money to feed my daughter Well in my case, two sons, in the hood with loose crumbs And n***as that should be hooked on phonics Hooked to new guns, even the police shoots them This where the Puerto Rican member of that group from Half gallons of cognac, on the train car packed Headed up to the Deuce to bring some broads back Poof, get into somethin', where my hawk at? Ooh this finna get disgusting Man all you fake hood n***as, boy y'all ain't missin' nothin' We bring gun barrels to fights I miss my cousin, they did him like Harold at the light But we rode down on that n***a like Cam'Ron on that bike Tryna get paid in full, my trays was full A half moon made my fade look cool, a younger Yaowa Sunflower seeds, house keys in the Eddie Bauer Hood top to bottom, pa** the bottle around Everybody tap the bottom, take out my tops and bottoms [Hook:] Light a L in the staircase and start a cypher Freestylin' made my bars get tighter I 'member the time I'd say, "Yo spark the lighter" Breathe in these trees and start a forest fire n***as went crazy, then I got my a** whipped for pullin' an all nighter Helped tag in the lumber yard Me and Hunt threw the Ps, cops and robbers In the stairs, man I see it like I'm there, swear to f**in' God Growin' up, it was f**in' hard But that's why I'm f**in' hard [?] in the summer, low whites under More sun, more aggie, more fights, none of Them b**hes wanted it but Leisha, man she throw that thunder Grease on her face, scarfed up in the Polo pajamas Johnny pump open, wet your car, get bold if you wanna Will wet your car with somethin' different, roll back 'round that corner Hip-hop with Mellie then hit pot and scaley Then sneak up to my roof and get sick mop from Shelly I'm a project n***a, in my project lobby Takin' project pictures with my project army Standin' in the hall and lighin' candles for the fallen Reminiscin', sippin', snifflin', and missin' all them Hide piece and bu*ter, come and get your supper A game of steel and bacon, n***as waitin' on their number I remember when it was hard if you could go outside You was watchin' from your window, n***a [Hook:] Light a L in the staircase and start a cypher Freestylin' made my bars get tighter I 'member the time I'd say, "Yo spark the lighter" Breathe in these trees and start a forest fire n***as went crazy, then I got my a** whipped for pullin' an all nighter Helped tag in the lumber yard Me and Hunt threw the Ps, cops and robbers In the stairs, man I see it like I'm there, swear to f**in' God Growin' up, it was f**in' hard But that's why I'm f**in' hard Dutch paper Incinerator Elevators Nosey neighbors Guns barkin' Cops barkin' Dogs barkin' My mom's barkin' Aye fellas I gotta get out of here, man, my mom's trippin'. I'm comin' up now. I'd like to thank everybody in Cooper Projects, Brooklyn for turnin' that little boy into the man that I am today. Yeah me no play