Dolemite
You know I was just reminiscing like when we was kids
Running around neighborhood to neighborhood
Getting into shit up to no good
Na we was tripping
Why is it so hard to choose from wrong and right
Why when we was kids my chain fell of my shit
And now I'm riding on stolen bikes
We all knew the street lights gone come on at night
I always late just in another hood
I'm whooping ass like Dolemite
Why is it so hard to choose from wrong and right
When I was a kid didn't give a fuck if thats yo girl
I still broke the ice
Didn't have a clue where I was going in life
I heard all the doubts and all the hate
But never gave up like I'm Dolemite
Yeah hm
I need gave up while they was splurging I just saved up
They thought that I was broke but I been paid up
I been in the gym on punching bags and lifting weights
I got my weight up
When I was a lil jit
I used to think inside my head like who gone save us
It definitely wasn't Santa
Not the tooth fairy or Nana
Not the cops and not the camera
Earned my stripes just like a flannel
And thee bitches be distractions on my momma
I can't lay up
Remember shooting my shot at them lil hoes when I was a boy
The neighbors they complaining we outside we making noise
Now I treat my whips when I Drive em like a toy
Drugs in my system I'm just tryna fill the void
Why is it so hard to choose from wrong and right
Why when we was kids my chain fell of my shit
And now I'm riding on stolen bikes
We all knew the street lights gone come on at night
I always late just in another hood
I'm whooping ass like Dolemite
Why is it so hard to choose from wrong and right
When I was a kid didn't give a fuck if thats yo girl
I still broke the ice
Didn't have a clue where I was going in life
I heard all the doubts and all the hate
But never gave up like I'm Dolemite
Everything that happened way before
Came back around like nun-chucks
You gotta first and back in school I had U's on my conduct
Bad as hell but focused in on math was always good with numbers
The type of shit prepare you for real life or you gone go right under
Yeah, go right under
We was kicking doors and shooting hoops like every summer
We was having fun but knew we had to get some money
Roast sessions at the culdesac if you was bummy
If you was fresh the shit was funny
In high school had to put it on a different shoe the whole month
Skinny jeans was tailored but a nigga ain't wear no chucks
Hoes knew I wasn't shit
But they still would fuck me but showed no love
Skipping school to smoke gas like like all we learned was roll up
Why is it so hard to choose from wrong and right
Why when we was kids my chain fell of my shit
And now I'm riding on stolen bikes
We all knew the street lights gone come on at night
I always late just in another hood
I'm whooping ass like Dolemite
Why is it so hard to choose from wrong and right
When I was a kid didn't give a fuck if thats yo girl
I still broke the ice
Didn't have a clue where I was going in life
I heard all the doubts and all the hate
But never gave up like I'm Dolemite
Running around neighborhood to neighborhood
Getting into shit up to no good
Na we was tripping
Why is it so hard to choose from wrong and right
Why when we was kids my chain fell of my shit
And now I'm riding on stolen bikes
We all knew the street lights gone come on at night
I always late just in another hood
I'm whooping ass like Dolemite
Why is it so hard to choose from wrong and right
When I was a kid didn't give a fuck if thats yo girl
I still broke the ice
Didn't have a clue where I was going in life
I heard all the doubts and all the hate
But never gave up like I'm Dolemite
Yeah hm
I need gave up while they was splurging I just saved up
They thought that I was broke but I been paid up
I been in the gym on punching bags and lifting weights
I got my weight up
When I was a lil jit
I used to think inside my head like who gone save us
It definitely wasn't Santa
Not the tooth fairy or Nana
Not the cops and not the camera
Earned my stripes just like a flannel
And thee bitches be distractions on my momma
I can't lay up
Remember shooting my shot at them lil hoes when I was a boy
The neighbors they complaining we outside we making noise
Now I treat my whips when I Drive em like a toy
Drugs in my system I'm just tryna fill the void
Why is it so hard to choose from wrong and right
Why when we was kids my chain fell of my shit
And now I'm riding on stolen bikes
We all knew the street lights gone come on at night
I always late just in another hood
I'm whooping ass like Dolemite
Why is it so hard to choose from wrong and right
When I was a kid didn't give a fuck if thats yo girl
I still broke the ice
Didn't have a clue where I was going in life
I heard all the doubts and all the hate
But never gave up like I'm Dolemite
Everything that happened way before
Came back around like nun-chucks
You gotta first and back in school I had U's on my conduct
Bad as hell but focused in on math was always good with numbers
The type of shit prepare you for real life or you gone go right under
Yeah, go right under
We was kicking doors and shooting hoops like every summer
We was having fun but knew we had to get some money
Roast sessions at the culdesac if you was bummy
If you was fresh the shit was funny
In high school had to put it on a different shoe the whole month
Skinny jeans was tailored but a nigga ain't wear no chucks
Hoes knew I wasn't shit
But they still would fuck me but showed no love
Skipping school to smoke gas like like all we learned was roll up
Why is it so hard to choose from wrong and right
Why when we was kids my chain fell of my shit
And now I'm riding on stolen bikes
We all knew the street lights gone come on at night
I always late just in another hood
I'm whooping ass like Dolemite
Why is it so hard to choose from wrong and right
When I was a kid didn't give a fuck if thats yo girl
I still broke the ice
Didn't have a clue where I was going in life
I heard all the doubts and all the hate
But never gave up like I'm Dolemite
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