Raised on Cleveland (feat. Earline)
I know what it is
It started from eighth grade
It started from Crawford Long eighth grade party
When I had that big ass party Almost tore up my motherfucking house
I say I'm just gone take this shit to the park
You come to the park
It's Cleveland Avenue Day
Raised On Cleveland
Long nights on the block
We was just tryna get rich
Even though we were racing the clock
We'll kill ourselves before we ever quit
Trying hard just to get in the game
But we ain't know the game had a glitch
If you not slime you not my kind
You ain't come out that pit
I was raised on Cleveland (I was raised on Cleveland)
Where they kill for no reason (Where they kill for no reason)
Living life tryna find the meaning (O we tryna find the meaning)
Surrounded by all of these demons (All of these demons)
Gotta keep a couple pistols (Oh, aye)
You don't know what we been through (Oh, aye)
Everybody ain't riding (Oh, aye, oh, aye)
Gotta know who's with you, yeah (Oh, aye, oh, aye)
Just the other day I was thinking bout big boo, yeah (Oh, aye, oh, aye)
Message to my slimes, hope you know I miss you, yeah
We started out as the ROC
You played back then we go off your top
Ain't goin' in the house even when it get dark
If you love to gamble then come to the park
Cause the love we had for the green made us slime
Free my dawgs in the pen who were tryna get rich off crime
We had dreams of riding foreign
Know I got the whole crew behind me
Tryna fuck some hoes in London
I ain't talking bout Lauren
See I know the hood love me
They say I'ma be bigger than enormous
The day Hot died my brothers called me
I had to stop recording
Dropped down on my knees started counting my blessings
My hood on the map tell me what you expected
How can you blame us just for wanting some fetti?
Finesse a nigga for them bands if he let me
Hit his ass with that 40
You know my life slime I'm riding with Shawty
Pretty bitch on her knees
I'm confused cause I don't name hoes like Keed
When you get out off the E-Way
Hit 32Hundred they got what you need
Or come to 2 fifty with ease
Know them boys ready to squeeze
Everybody we lost
Words can't explain what you mean to me
It don't matter the cost cause we young and loaded my team with me (Yeah)
I was raised on Cleveland (I was raised on Cleveland)
Where they kill for no reason (Where they kill for no reason)
Living life tryna find the meaning (O we tryna find the meaning)
Surrounded by all of these demons (All of these demons)
Gotta keep a couple pistols (Oh, aye)
You don't know what we been through (Oh, aye)
Everybody ain't riding (Oh, aye, oh, aye)
Gotta know who's with you, yeah (Oh, aye, oh, aye)
Just the other day I was thinking bout big boo, yeah (Oh, aye, oh, aye)
Message to my slimes, hope you know I miss you, yeah
Earline started ROC
Earline started it
(Earline, Earline started the ROC)
My mama was a roc get it?
Hey you gotta get that on camera
Get it on there
My mama was a roc she came up after me
Did you get it? I need you to get that
He got it
Say it again, Earline
Say it again, Earline
He got it
(I got it)
I need you to say it again, what's your name?
Mama ROC (Mama ROC, mama ROC)
The mother of who?
Big ROC (The First Lady of the roc)
That's all y'all that's all y'all
It started from eighth grade
It started from Crawford Long eighth grade party
When I had that big ass party Almost tore up my motherfucking house
I say I'm just gone take this shit to the park
You come to the park
It's Cleveland Avenue Day
Raised On Cleveland
Long nights on the block
We was just tryna get rich
Even though we were racing the clock
We'll kill ourselves before we ever quit
Trying hard just to get in the game
But we ain't know the game had a glitch
If you not slime you not my kind
You ain't come out that pit
I was raised on Cleveland (I was raised on Cleveland)
Where they kill for no reason (Where they kill for no reason)
Living life tryna find the meaning (O we tryna find the meaning)
Surrounded by all of these demons (All of these demons)
Gotta keep a couple pistols (Oh, aye)
You don't know what we been through (Oh, aye)
Everybody ain't riding (Oh, aye, oh, aye)
Gotta know who's with you, yeah (Oh, aye, oh, aye)
Just the other day I was thinking bout big boo, yeah (Oh, aye, oh, aye)
Message to my slimes, hope you know I miss you, yeah
We started out as the ROC
You played back then we go off your top
Ain't goin' in the house even when it get dark
If you love to gamble then come to the park
Cause the love we had for the green made us slime
Free my dawgs in the pen who were tryna get rich off crime
We had dreams of riding foreign
Know I got the whole crew behind me
Tryna fuck some hoes in London
I ain't talking bout Lauren
See I know the hood love me
They say I'ma be bigger than enormous
The day Hot died my brothers called me
I had to stop recording
Dropped down on my knees started counting my blessings
My hood on the map tell me what you expected
How can you blame us just for wanting some fetti?
Finesse a nigga for them bands if he let me
Hit his ass with that 40
You know my life slime I'm riding with Shawty
Pretty bitch on her knees
I'm confused cause I don't name hoes like Keed
When you get out off the E-Way
Hit 32Hundred they got what you need
Or come to 2 fifty with ease
Know them boys ready to squeeze
Everybody we lost
Words can't explain what you mean to me
It don't matter the cost cause we young and loaded my team with me (Yeah)
I was raised on Cleveland (I was raised on Cleveland)
Where they kill for no reason (Where they kill for no reason)
Living life tryna find the meaning (O we tryna find the meaning)
Surrounded by all of these demons (All of these demons)
Gotta keep a couple pistols (Oh, aye)
You don't know what we been through (Oh, aye)
Everybody ain't riding (Oh, aye, oh, aye)
Gotta know who's with you, yeah (Oh, aye, oh, aye)
Just the other day I was thinking bout big boo, yeah (Oh, aye, oh, aye)
Message to my slimes, hope you know I miss you, yeah
Earline started ROC
Earline started it
(Earline, Earline started the ROC)
My mama was a roc get it?
Hey you gotta get that on camera
Get it on there
My mama was a roc she came up after me
Did you get it? I need you to get that
He got it
Say it again, Earline
Say it again, Earline
He got it
(I got it)
I need you to say it again, what's your name?
Mama ROC (Mama ROC, mama ROC)
The mother of who?
Big ROC (The First Lady of the roc)
That's all y'all that's all y'all
Credits
Writer(s): Levi De Jong, John P Lattimore
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