Neighborhood Lanes
Yeah
Fuck all these lanes you've been riding on, uh
Fuck all these lames, keep shining on, yeah
Ain't really much that you got it on, uh
Ain't really much that you got it on, yeah
Fuck all these lanes you've been riding on, uh
Fuck all these lames, keep shining on, yeah
Ain't really much that you got it on, uh
Ain't really much, ain't really much, yeah
Hard predicament is really what I'm living in
Start feeling feminine women taste like cinnamon
What's the shit that I've been dealing with
You can go crazy from abusing tracks, but I've been killing it
The villainous dealing it differently from all you simpletons
You still in it? I'm stealing it, and all these people feeling it
I'm still in this, rappers nowadays be overdosing so they pilling it, but I just fill it in
It's hard to hear the pen, if you ain't here within
So keep with it, I'm deep in shit but it's hard to get out
Look into my life and see that I wanna get out
Of my mental state, I feel the hate from every place but I can't stop the brakes
Going far, doing whatever it takes, for Heavens sakes
Open your mind
Keep it g to the dime
Never seek but I find
Something hiding behind of my time, watch me shine, wait
Listen to my tapes and tell me I'm not in my prime, hey
Watch the line, hey
Matter fact, watch your lane and tell me you got it, but you don't
Man, I rock the topic, now they wanna listen like I was a prophet
Getting profit from this rap shit, not much but it's better than my last shit
Why you mad, bitch? (Ha)
Cause you can't really get at that shit
I tried proving to my friends that I'm the best at what I do
They tell me keep doing what you do and we can make a move
Different lanes that they in, so what's to prove
What to lose than my spot that I've worked for
Hurt more of myself if I stay by myself, don't want any help, if they can't even help
But I've dealt with the cards and the odds
Now I look up to the Gods, hoping that I don't rot
Man I got me, no one got me, only one in the sky, God got me, no one got me, uh
Yeah
Fuck all these lanes you've been riding on, uh
Fuck all these lames, keep shining on, yeah
Ain't really much that you got it on, uh
Ain't really much that you got it on, yeah
Fuck all these lanes you've been riding on, uh
Fuck all these lames, keep shining on, yeah
Ain't really much that you got it on, uh
Ain't really much, ain't really much, yeah
Fuck all these lanes you've been riding on, uh
Fuck all these lames, keep shining on, yeah
Ain't really much that you got it on, uh
Ain't really much that you got it on, yeah
Fuck all these lanes you've been riding on, uh
Fuck all these lames, keep shining on, yeah
Ain't really much that you got it on, uh
Ain't really much, ain't really much, yeah
Hard predicament is really what I'm living in
Start feeling feminine women taste like cinnamon
What's the shit that I've been dealing with
You can go crazy from abusing tracks, but I've been killing it
The villainous dealing it differently from all you simpletons
You still in it? I'm stealing it, and all these people feeling it
I'm still in this, rappers nowadays be overdosing so they pilling it, but I just fill it in
It's hard to hear the pen, if you ain't here within
So keep with it, I'm deep in shit but it's hard to get out
Look into my life and see that I wanna get out
Of my mental state, I feel the hate from every place but I can't stop the brakes
Going far, doing whatever it takes, for Heavens sakes
Open your mind
Keep it g to the dime
Never seek but I find
Something hiding behind of my time, watch me shine, wait
Listen to my tapes and tell me I'm not in my prime, hey
Watch the line, hey
Matter fact, watch your lane and tell me you got it, but you don't
Man, I rock the topic, now they wanna listen like I was a prophet
Getting profit from this rap shit, not much but it's better than my last shit
Why you mad, bitch? (Ha)
Cause you can't really get at that shit
I tried proving to my friends that I'm the best at what I do
They tell me keep doing what you do and we can make a move
Different lanes that they in, so what's to prove
What to lose than my spot that I've worked for
Hurt more of myself if I stay by myself, don't want any help, if they can't even help
But I've dealt with the cards and the odds
Now I look up to the Gods, hoping that I don't rot
Man I got me, no one got me, only one in the sky, God got me, no one got me, uh
Yeah
Fuck all these lanes you've been riding on, uh
Fuck all these lames, keep shining on, yeah
Ain't really much that you got it on, uh
Ain't really much that you got it on, yeah
Fuck all these lanes you've been riding on, uh
Fuck all these lames, keep shining on, yeah
Ain't really much that you got it on, uh
Ain't really much, ain't really much, yeah
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Writer(s): Jon Rodriguez
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