Stoop Kid
Stoop kid, too scared to come up off the stoop
Dreaming lucid, control your future don't you go and act brand new kid, yeah
Stay out the loop kid
Stoop kid, too scared to come up off the stoop
Dreaming lucid, control your future don't you go and act brand new kid, yeah
Stay out the loop kid
Yo, let me holla at you
Yo homie I see potential like you living bold
I couldn't deny the drive, but take another road
This ain't the wizard of Oz, it ain't paved with gold
Looking at you I see myself along with common goals
Throughout the week, I notice you rock the same fit
A white-tee, khaki bottoms, and them scuffed kicks
No disrespect, I was going through the same shit
'Till I said fuck it, started hitting them same licks
At fifteen sold my first g, that next year copped my first piece
My first case was like paid leave, but I guess to each his own
All you gotta say is the word, and I can put you on fuck the songs
Word from the wise brodie there'll always be more change
You can spend than what you'll ever make in life Remember that shit
This music thang cool and all but I'm trynna get this bag now
So what you trynna do
Stoop kid, too scared to come up off the stoop
Dreaming lucid, control your future don't you go and act brand new kid, yeah
Stay out the loop kid
Stoop kid, too scared to come up off the stoop
Dreaming lucid, control your future don't you go and act brand new kid, yeah
Stay out the loop kid
While the offer is tempting, most tell me I'm much too gifted
To get caught up in the streets, infatuated with the riches
Grew up in a city where chance of survival be the slimmest
Dancing with rivals prolly reason I'd meet untimely ending of life, trynna push white
Like trump rallies, seem like this be the life for niggas grew up no daddies
On the block ain't no palace at all, just one bedroom apartments 8 siblings so we all trynna ball
I see your angle, tired of sleeping in poverty
But look at what they made you, it's deeper than seeking property
Ask if you're living properly, rhetorical of course
And nah I ain't passing no judgement, I realize that being poor
Is a burden on the household, tired of wearing same clothes 'til you outgrow
Guidance that you was lacking back in the day starts to now show
Steady dreaming of days, when you'd say ain't a thang
I'll keep my weekly outfit, nah that ain't enough reason to slang homie
Dreaming lucid, control your future don't you go and act brand new kid, yeah
Stay out the loop kid
Stoop kid, too scared to come up off the stoop
Dreaming lucid, control your future don't you go and act brand new kid, yeah
Stay out the loop kid
Yo, let me holla at you
Yo homie I see potential like you living bold
I couldn't deny the drive, but take another road
This ain't the wizard of Oz, it ain't paved with gold
Looking at you I see myself along with common goals
Throughout the week, I notice you rock the same fit
A white-tee, khaki bottoms, and them scuffed kicks
No disrespect, I was going through the same shit
'Till I said fuck it, started hitting them same licks
At fifteen sold my first g, that next year copped my first piece
My first case was like paid leave, but I guess to each his own
All you gotta say is the word, and I can put you on fuck the songs
Word from the wise brodie there'll always be more change
You can spend than what you'll ever make in life Remember that shit
This music thang cool and all but I'm trynna get this bag now
So what you trynna do
Stoop kid, too scared to come up off the stoop
Dreaming lucid, control your future don't you go and act brand new kid, yeah
Stay out the loop kid
Stoop kid, too scared to come up off the stoop
Dreaming lucid, control your future don't you go and act brand new kid, yeah
Stay out the loop kid
While the offer is tempting, most tell me I'm much too gifted
To get caught up in the streets, infatuated with the riches
Grew up in a city where chance of survival be the slimmest
Dancing with rivals prolly reason I'd meet untimely ending of life, trynna push white
Like trump rallies, seem like this be the life for niggas grew up no daddies
On the block ain't no palace at all, just one bedroom apartments 8 siblings so we all trynna ball
I see your angle, tired of sleeping in poverty
But look at what they made you, it's deeper than seeking property
Ask if you're living properly, rhetorical of course
And nah I ain't passing no judgement, I realize that being poor
Is a burden on the household, tired of wearing same clothes 'til you outgrow
Guidance that you was lacking back in the day starts to now show
Steady dreaming of days, when you'd say ain't a thang
I'll keep my weekly outfit, nah that ain't enough reason to slang homie
Credits
Writer(s): Kd The Poet
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