i dont rap, but i wrote this *feedback appreciated*
"Talkin 2 the sidewalk"
They say wit age comes wisdom
So I always listened when them OGs was speakin,
Cause they teachings
Was gonna mold me to get the goals that Im reaching
So I had to peep game
Recognize the facts…. and keep track of names
Don’t ever forget a face, in case some shit come around from back in the days
Stay true to yo trade…
don’t make the mistake of letting em know how much you make
and ya betta have a different spot for ya business and ya personal place
Don’t shit where you lay
That’s just one of the ways to stay ahead
Im catchin myself havin conversation with the concrete again
The words of dead men on the tip of my tongue….
As I jaywalk on this highway to hell with nowhere to run ….
It’s all begun with a young niggas dream,
And a million dollar mouthpiece when it comes to workin’ a scheme
I spent my whole life trying to form me a team…
a family full a of soldiers that hustle harder than me
And ended up having to get over on niggas tryin to get over on me.
It’s a damn shame, that aint the way it should be
From smoking weed with OG’s and crackin bottles wit shotcallaz
The told me “ Be about ya money in these streets only settle for top dolla”
Know the difference between ya friends and ya potnas
Mixing business and pleasure is how you end up with drama
Ima takin this shit to the grave wit me and keep it locked in the basement
and till then all my secrets gonna between me and the pavement
" i really aint no rapper, i speak the truth though when i wrote this
this is for my niggas that grew up as a child feelin hopeless
I really aint no rapper, I just write sometimes
and spill my thoughts onto paper, it just happens to rhyme"
yeah i dont rap, i write a little, but i aint no rapper....just fuckin around, but feedback is appreciated
"Talkin 2 the sidewalk"
They say wit age comes wisdom
So I always listened when them OGs was speakin,
Cause they teachings
Was gonna mold me to get the goals that Im reaching
So I had to peep game
Recognize the facts…. and keep track of names
Don’t ever forget a face, in case some shit come around from back in the days
Stay true to yo trade…
don’t make the mistake of letting em know how much you make
and ya betta have a different spot for ya business and ya personal place
Don’t shit where you lay
That’s just one of the ways to stay ahead
Im catchin myself havin conversation with the concrete again
The words of dead men on the tip of my tongue….
As I jaywalk on this highway to hell with nowhere to run ….
It’s all begun with a young niggas dream,
And a million dollar mouthpiece when it comes to workin’ a scheme
I spent my whole life trying to form me a team…
a family full a of soldiers that hustle harder than me
And ended up having to get over on niggas tryin to get over on me.
It’s a damn shame, that aint the way it should be
From smoking weed with OG’s and crackin bottles wit shotcallaz
The told me “ Be about ya money in these streets only settle for top dolla”
Know the difference between ya friends and ya potnas
Mixing business and pleasure is how you end up with drama
Ima takin this shit to the grave wit me and keep it locked in the basement
and till then all my secrets gonna between me and the pavement
" i really aint no rapper, i speak the truth though when i wrote this
this is for my niggas that grew up as a child feelin hopeless
I really aint no rapper, I just write sometimes
and spill my thoughts onto paper, it just happens to rhyme"
yeah i dont rap, i write a little, but i aint no rapper....just fuckin around, but feedback is appreciated