Homicide
Don't you know what it's like to be in the projects
Projects
Streets can't save your life
Surrounded by violence
Was blinded
Tell 'em imma put up a fight
We gone eat regardless
Work my hardest
No I ain't racist
White people in my pocket
They're Still talking
Yeah they might hate him
But that's not even my problem
Turn my cheek
Don't know who shot em
Yeah
You might freeze without your
Fire
Talk down name
See flame
Pullin' in deep
Leave the Scene looking like a homi, nigga
Don't try me
Like a homi, nigga don't try me
Like a homie night don't try me
Most of these compete
No way they can me
I designed them
Make sure the hundred's clean
Get it out the street
I was raised in violence
I skirt skirt
So they hate on me
While I build my steams
I feel delight
Had to work
I ain't have no peace
This shit ain't free
Ain't come over night
Iced out the shades
My future is bright
At the if of today
I get it right
I'm not a plumber
Ya bitch on my pipe
I might fuck ya mother
I know it ain't right
I'm posted with gunners
You know I ain't hiding
Roll a blunt up
I'm about to get higher
You can run up
But time isn't by you
Get put on a milk carton
If you try me
Don't you know what it's like to be in the projects
Projects
Streets can't save your life
Surrounded by violence
Was blinded
Tell 'em imma put up a fight
We gone eat regardless
Work my hardest
No I'm not racist
White people in my pocket
They Still talking
Yeah they might hate him
But that's not even my problem
Turn my cheek
Don't know who shot em
Yeah you might freeze without yo Fire
Talk down on my name
See flame
Tell 'em imma put up a fight
We gone eat regardless
Work my hardest
No I Ain't not racist
It's white people in my pocket
They Still talking
I'm running the game
No cleats
Fuck do you mean
I need a car no lease
Your girl probably waiting on me
Where do we meet
I'm bout to fuck up her sheets
We don't got the same ID
So don't call me twin
You not related to me, nah
Wasn't shipping the pounds
I was stacking the bread like it mouths to feed
Catch me stuffing my meds
In a burbon loose leave
Still ducking feds
Wanna know what I got
Got to call up a ref
Cuz they won't let me breath
Stick to the plan
We gone reach to the top
Got the game by the neck
Got to give all I got
Fuck your respect
Wasn't there well fell
Sometimes you gone fall
Make sure you prevail
Whenever you're wrong
Just learn from your failures
Don't you know what it's like to be in the projects
Projects
Streets can't save your life
Surrounded by violence
Was blinded
Tell 'em imma put up a fight
We gone eat regardless
Work my hardest
No I ain't not racist
It's white people in my pocket
They Still talking
Yeah they might hate him
But that's not even my problem
Turn my cheek
Don't know who shot em
Yeah you migh freeze without yo
Fire
Talk down on my name
See flame
Pullin' in deep
Leave the Scene looking
Like a homi, nigga
Don't try me
"Like a homi, nigga don't try me
Like a homi, nigga don't try me
Don't you know what it's like to be in the project
Streets can't save your life
Surrounded by violence
Was blinded
Don't you know what it's like to be in the project
Streets can't save your life
Surrounded by violence
Was blinded
Projects
Streets can't save your life
Surrounded by violence
Was blinded
Tell 'em imma put up a fight
We gone eat regardless
Work my hardest
No I ain't racist
White people in my pocket
They're Still talking
Yeah they might hate him
But that's not even my problem
Turn my cheek
Don't know who shot em
Yeah
You might freeze without your
Fire
Talk down name
See flame
Pullin' in deep
Leave the Scene looking like a homi, nigga
Don't try me
Like a homi, nigga don't try me
Like a homie night don't try me
Most of these compete
No way they can me
I designed them
Make sure the hundred's clean
Get it out the street
I was raised in violence
I skirt skirt
So they hate on me
While I build my steams
I feel delight
Had to work
I ain't have no peace
This shit ain't free
Ain't come over night
Iced out the shades
My future is bright
At the if of today
I get it right
I'm not a plumber
Ya bitch on my pipe
I might fuck ya mother
I know it ain't right
I'm posted with gunners
You know I ain't hiding
Roll a blunt up
I'm about to get higher
You can run up
But time isn't by you
Get put on a milk carton
If you try me
Don't you know what it's like to be in the projects
Projects
Streets can't save your life
Surrounded by violence
Was blinded
Tell 'em imma put up a fight
We gone eat regardless
Work my hardest
No I'm not racist
White people in my pocket
They Still talking
Yeah they might hate him
But that's not even my problem
Turn my cheek
Don't know who shot em
Yeah you might freeze without yo Fire
Talk down on my name
See flame
Tell 'em imma put up a fight
We gone eat regardless
Work my hardest
No I Ain't not racist
It's white people in my pocket
They Still talking
I'm running the game
No cleats
Fuck do you mean
I need a car no lease
Your girl probably waiting on me
Where do we meet
I'm bout to fuck up her sheets
We don't got the same ID
So don't call me twin
You not related to me, nah
Wasn't shipping the pounds
I was stacking the bread like it mouths to feed
Catch me stuffing my meds
In a burbon loose leave
Still ducking feds
Wanna know what I got
Got to call up a ref
Cuz they won't let me breath
Stick to the plan
We gone reach to the top
Got the game by the neck
Got to give all I got
Fuck your respect
Wasn't there well fell
Sometimes you gone fall
Make sure you prevail
Whenever you're wrong
Just learn from your failures
Don't you know what it's like to be in the projects
Projects
Streets can't save your life
Surrounded by violence
Was blinded
Tell 'em imma put up a fight
We gone eat regardless
Work my hardest
No I ain't not racist
It's white people in my pocket
They Still talking
Yeah they might hate him
But that's not even my problem
Turn my cheek
Don't know who shot em
Yeah you migh freeze without yo
Fire
Talk down on my name
See flame
Pullin' in deep
Leave the Scene looking
Like a homi, nigga
Don't try me
"Like a homi, nigga don't try me
Like a homi, nigga don't try me
Don't you know what it's like to be in the project
Streets can't save your life
Surrounded by violence
Was blinded
Don't you know what it's like to be in the project
Streets can't save your life
Surrounded by violence
Was blinded
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Ferrell Iii
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