Peckam to Purchase

Woah woah, yeah, yeah, let me bring it back a little
Yeah, yeah
Woah woah woah woah woah woah
Holly street I hopped off the porch, streets turned me to a carnivore
Joe Biden ain't doing nothing no more, I'm finna go knock on Obama door
Scott street, I seen a lot as a child, I'm telling mother we gotta get out
Crack heads on the stairs, smoking crack rock while I'm living there, smell it in the air
The stench of a dead body, overdosed off heroin, and fentanyl started flooding the streets

And fetty pills coming in all different shapes and sizes
Peckham street I was a child, trying to figure out what life is
Purchase street I had a child, trying to figure out my life
And Malden street I was a fighter

Mott street had the best memories, Grandmas crib on the side of us
Friends everywhere, bike riding, backyard wrestling, tired of us
Making bow and arrow out of tree branches, then going to shoot em at fire trucks
I hopped on a skateboard for the fuck of it, just to say I tried it once

Hazard street I lived next to cuz, Shaw street I lived with my cuz
Holly street I was into drugs, on Hillman I got arrested, uh
Five years old right on Coggeshall watching Power Rangers, trying to be a hero
Skipped to 19, right on Purchase, tryna be a gangster, Robert De Niro
On Linden I ran away from home, even tho I had no place to go
I was all up in the streets alone, I met my BM, 17 years old
We lived at a motel, worked at a Cumbies
Run up on you, make you squirt through your undies

I was so depressed, I murdered for money
Give me all you got
Holly street I hopped off the porch, streets turned me to a carnivore
Joe Biden ain't doing nothing no more, I'm finna go knock on Obama door

Scott street, I seen a lot as a child, I'm telling mother we gotta get out
Crack heads on the stairs, smoking crack rock while I'm living there
smelling in the air



Credits
Writer(s): Devin Fournier
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