Signs (A Laugh a Day)

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Pa pa par Parte'

I'm from tha C.A.S.A grande streets

Some ppl wanna follow
Some be hating on me

Some say that ima blow
And they just waiting on me

Tha greats are on my wall
And they staring at me

On foot, no roller blades
Seen you skated on me!

I'm just tryin to do me'
I'm just tryin to do Tz!
Everything will come to tha light youll see me

Just a young nigga
Take me back I need a genie

Back when
Momma workin late and
Older brothers cookin supper

Some see me and won't try me
Some gon think dat ima sucker

Tho he little brother
No Confessions like he usher

Nigga fuck ya
No don't call me pervert
Cuz this thang will touch ya

Let em know
We gon pull them strings
Through tha hole

Some gon hold you down
Some gon kick you when you low

When you really on the floor

I tried to lift you up
Cuz that's all a nigga know!

Split tha swisher, dump tha guts
Yea we blow a lot of Smoke

Roll it up and pucker up

You ain't tha homie
You let em talk down
On me ain't shut em up

Damn look at all tha change I been scrapping up
You got a sign for a nigga gotta hold it up

Hold up

Hold it
Hold it
Hold it

Hold it up
God if u got a sign for me ask can you hold it up
Roll it up

Roll it
Roll it
Roll it

Roll it up
If I ever lose my life my niggas roll it up

Roll it
Roll it
Roll it

Roll it up

I'm bound to get ahead
I'm gettin in ya head
Niggas ain't committed like early stages of dreads!

Niggas fall wit it
Tryin to catch it at tha ledge!

Wake up every morning blow a blunt in my bed

Life slowly comin out a nigga
Like tread

Yea I want tha whole
I want tha wheat and white bread

I got a whole family
Who really need to be fed

And they got a family who really need to be fed

Gotta understand
Wat we teach before we dead

Even if I got it all
I know I'll need something

I was young when I seen dat square
Could really be something

Life ain't got no instructions
Learn to cut niggas out just like a pumpkin

I use to make
And still you hear a nigga comin

Tha ones who crossed my path
I'm watching wat they becoming

Comin at me dumpin
I Swear I'ma keep comin!

I can't let you pass my nigga just keep flunking
Cut you off Just Like a tumor
Could be growin on me though

Arizona GRANDE baby
I ain't never been in snow

They don't wanna see you grow

Woke her up so she can smoke
Smokin on tha hulks toe

I Need a sign sometimes to cop
Hold up

Hold it
Hold it
Hold it

Hold it up
God if you got a sign for me ask can you hold it up
Roll it up

Roll it
Roll it
Roll it

Roll it up
If I ever lose my life my niggas roll it up

Roll it
Roll it
Roll it

Roll it up
On my last blunt' rollin roaches to stay focus

Smokin good weed
Every hit a good dosage!

Catch me in tha grande and dem city's
I be posted

Handin out my cds
Here put this on repeat

Hear me front to back
Before a nigga left tha sack!

Around tha age of 8 I knew I wanted to rap

Giving good game
Been doing before fame

Ballin show no chain
But he own everything

when he hit tha streets
He a big dog a great dame

When Just a little nigga
Ppl wanna know my name

Nigga where was you for me when life was feeling strange?

I'm hotter then a range
I'm taking off if you in range

A Sign here a sign there

Beatin on my table
Makin beats on my High chair

Ima keep tha weed lit
Even in my rocking chair
Swerving through traffic where I'm going
Or a nigga Cruising like it's storming

And We out side like tha county fair!
How I was growing up

You ain't tha homie if you ain't stay down when we was comin up

Damn
Look at all tha change I been scrapping up

You got a sign for a nigga
Gotta hold it up

Hold up

Hold it
Hold it
Hold it

Hold it up
God if you got a sign for me ask can you hold it up
Roll it up

Roll it
Roll it
Roll it

Roll it up
If I ever lose my life my nigga roll it up

Roll it
Roll it
Roll it

Roll it up



Credits
Writer(s): Parte' Williams
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