11/11
I woke up early on my born day damn I gotta work
I guess Ill celebrate when I leave Polo packing up shirts
Go get a pack of swishers from the Indians this ain't my 21st
Get em from him since I been 16 but a pothead from birth
Go get the method I never leave my protection
No beef but if a nigga try me he'll feel the tec hit, yo
That ain't a natural reaction nahh that's a learned one
Cause now it's like niggas handicap they hands dont work son
Slide to the spot and my nigga loso pulled up on me
Said "It's your birthday why you out here toking lonely homie"
This how I came in plus I'm never dolo God with me
He said that's valid rolled a blizzy as we rode the city
Finished it perfectly as we passing by one time
Mind dwelling on millys and all the ways I can touch mine
They had the nerve to be mugging but I ain't bugging
It's my birthday the first day my eyes ever gazed the sunshine
...
11/11/2001 12:38
Bridgeport hospital 19 inches 6lbs my weight
Chinky before the haze scunna say where your eyes at
Looking the same as I did when I copped my first dime bag
Nobody ever really rocked with me kid
Dropped the weight changed my name said that's probably it but nahh
Fact of the matter is I'm different and that pissed 'em off
How I feel about ignorance no attention when niggas talk
It's undivided when the God kick math
I wanna learn but public frauds they can miss me with that
Preaching a free country but they freezing with ice
Would get us too if they ain't bring us here but I guess its life
Yo mic check y'all, and it don't stop
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
Yes yes y'all, and it don't stop
To the beat y'all, to the beat y'all
We love it
Pastor say I'm a prophet I'm proud I know I'll step into the light
One day but as of right now I gotta generate
Generational wealth for my kids kids to eat and they kids to sleep
And more family for me to even speak into existence
Tryina make shit different for us
Enjoy the beauty in life instead of tripping cause bucks is low
And rent is due, damn Krys need new shoes
And Trin cant get to school she should be driving by now
In the spirit and physical I need them green pastures man and
Musics my remedy from the lyrics to mastering
As far as pens there's no sinner I know can touch mine
When it come to production got gas to get your lungs fried
My sound gone get you high regardless
Remember the brightest shining light lies the farthest its the sunshine
Dub club
Like what
A mic check y'all, and it don't stop
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
Yes yes y'all, and it don't stop
To the beat y'all, to the beat y'all
I guess Ill celebrate when I leave Polo packing up shirts
Go get a pack of swishers from the Indians this ain't my 21st
Get em from him since I been 16 but a pothead from birth
Go get the method I never leave my protection
No beef but if a nigga try me he'll feel the tec hit, yo
That ain't a natural reaction nahh that's a learned one
Cause now it's like niggas handicap they hands dont work son
Slide to the spot and my nigga loso pulled up on me
Said "It's your birthday why you out here toking lonely homie"
This how I came in plus I'm never dolo God with me
He said that's valid rolled a blizzy as we rode the city
Finished it perfectly as we passing by one time
Mind dwelling on millys and all the ways I can touch mine
They had the nerve to be mugging but I ain't bugging
It's my birthday the first day my eyes ever gazed the sunshine
...
11/11/2001 12:38
Bridgeport hospital 19 inches 6lbs my weight
Chinky before the haze scunna say where your eyes at
Looking the same as I did when I copped my first dime bag
Nobody ever really rocked with me kid
Dropped the weight changed my name said that's probably it but nahh
Fact of the matter is I'm different and that pissed 'em off
How I feel about ignorance no attention when niggas talk
It's undivided when the God kick math
I wanna learn but public frauds they can miss me with that
Preaching a free country but they freezing with ice
Would get us too if they ain't bring us here but I guess its life
Yo mic check y'all, and it don't stop
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
Yes yes y'all, and it don't stop
To the beat y'all, to the beat y'all
We love it
Pastor say I'm a prophet I'm proud I know I'll step into the light
One day but as of right now I gotta generate
Generational wealth for my kids kids to eat and they kids to sleep
And more family for me to even speak into existence
Tryina make shit different for us
Enjoy the beauty in life instead of tripping cause bucks is low
And rent is due, damn Krys need new shoes
And Trin cant get to school she should be driving by now
In the spirit and physical I need them green pastures man and
Musics my remedy from the lyrics to mastering
As far as pens there's no sinner I know can touch mine
When it come to production got gas to get your lungs fried
My sound gone get you high regardless
Remember the brightest shining light lies the farthest its the sunshine
Dub club
Like what
A mic check y'all, and it don't stop
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
Yes yes y'all, and it don't stop
To the beat y'all, to the beat y'all
Credits
Writer(s): Ivory Taylor Iii
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