Many Years

CLAYBOi 5
6th Child
I'm Da Street Mayen
Goodfellas Camp, Corner Office Business
G-G-G-G-G-Goodfella Camp, Corner Office Business
Late at night I can't sleep I guess I'm hurt'N a gain
Dey say pressure busts pipes, I think it surfaces pain
I don't know about y'all love it be in the rain
It may not wipe away my sins but I'm so used to the stains
It lets me know that I've been through it
Some can't say the same
Tryna downgrade me, but I think I'm up in the game
And I know dey feel the same so they fukced up in the brain
Dey ain't know that times change cuz they so used to the same
I got these models on my shoulders trying to show me my role
I see straight down the middle like the loneliest road
It ain't nothin' I can't handle I've been through it before
I shine bright like a candle Jac O'Lantern, you know?
I got a story I should tell but where my memory go?
I feel as if you wasn't thurr its probably best you don't kno
I heard dey talk'N crazy like "I've been arrested before"
But how much time did you get? Did your intelligence grow?
Don't be lazy with dissection dey neglecting the flow
Look herre, your mind ain't just a section it's a weapon
Aye bro
I go hard with my train'N like a Asian'll ago
And I throw all in yo direction just for make'N me tho
Doubt if they love me I expect it if dey hate'N me tho
I take it as a compliment you see da great me tho
You can have the best appearance still I see the worth in your words
So don't be waste'N ya breath
Just say this shyt for ya lungs
Cuz uhhh
Is plenty men dat wanna have me do'N many yearrs (HAYE!!)
Cuz when dey yell'N
Gimme, Gimme
I don't give a DAMN
I'm a grown damn mayen in a childish land
I guess to be an adult is to be a child again
Is plenty men that wanna have me do'N many yearrs
Cuz when dey yell'N
Gimme, Gimme
I don't give a DAMN
I'm a grown damn mayen in a childish land
I guess to be an adult is to be a child again
Be careful wat you wish for
It comes bakc like an urge
I strike fast like Blakc Mamba if you rattle my nerves
Dey call me Street
I'm down to earth but I've been up wit da birds
I came bakc like Tupac
My competition wit words
It's all love
Cuz Thugg received da hate that he got
Da hate dey gave Street ain't nothin' G, aye look wat I got
I got a plan on demand while dey been work'N a plot
These niggas kingdom come'N down to let da ground be da top
So sukc on that like pacifiers
Y'all just babies to me
Y'all mini men, cheat code
Boi quit play'N wit me
Yea you can spit upon da ground but wat you say'N to me
Da drama's none at all dawg cuz boi I Kansas da beef
I pull ya card and all dawg
Wats da deli salami
Dis just a Mid-West thang
Don't make me Belly somebody
These succaz ain't nothin'
Just some jelly somebodies
Ivan Oozer you losers listen I range off da powee
See I could Rob you like Downing
Or a wear a make and be Clown'N
Crump'N wit thumper N hand and leave em' left wherre dey find em'

Cr-Cr-Cr-Cr-Cr-Cr
Crump'N wit thumper N hand and leave em'left wherre dey find em' (HAYE!!)
Is plenty men dat wanna have me do'N many yearrs
Cuz when dey yell'N
Gimme, Gimme
I don't give a DAMN
I'm a grown damn mayen in a childish land
I guess to be an adult is to be a child again
Is plenty men dat wanna have me do'N many yearrs
Cuz when dey yell'N
Gimme, Gimme
I don't give a DAMN
I'm a grown damn mayen in a childish land
I guess to be an adult is to be a child again
Goodfella
Goodfella WyzeGye
CLAYBOi 5
6th Child
I'm Da Street Mayen
(GFC, GFC)
Corner Office Business I Think You Should Deal Wit Us
BluBoi
Red Cup
CLAYBOi 5
6th Child I'm Da Street Mayen
Corner Office Business I Think You Should Deal Wit Us



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Writer(s): Jon Clay
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