Cortez Shoes

You got ah-
It's Lil Rob
We go through them hard times man
Just gotta keep our heads up
And keep on walking, you know

These Cortez Shoes
Know all the hard times that we have been through
All the crazy things we used to do
Just to get by walk in my shoes
And you will see why these Cortez shoes
Try to walk in these Cortez shoes
Betcha couldn't walk a mile in these shoes
But we get by and we got to keep on walking

Let me take you back a way homie
Back in my day before that, I figured out that crime doesn't pay
I was on the streets every night and every day
Out with the homies hanging out and having a good time
Hey but sometimes a good time ends up jumping in a ride
And go blast on the Vatos from the other side
My uncles did it my brother did it
And now so do I no need to wonder why I was a victim of a drive-by

It turned into a shoot but they ain't getting away
Hell no not without a bullet wound ay
That was my state of mind all the time don't cross the line
And believe me when I say that the line was fine
You might catch me in a bad mood with a bad attitude
A lil' homeboy who hates to lose
Or you could be talking shit about me right now
But you couldn't walk a mile in my shoes ya feel me homes, come on

These Cortez Shoes
Know all the hard times that we have been through
All the crazy things we used to do
Just to get by walk in my shoes
And you will see why these Cortez shoes
Try to walk in these Cortez shoes
Betcha couldn't walk a mile in these shoes
But we get by and we got to keep on walking

My company called me up and said turn on the TV
That's when I got the news of my homeboy peewee
Rest in peace to the deceased beneath the barrio streets
When I saw him on the news he had Cortez on his feet
When we went through it some of us made it, and some of us blew it
Who would've known it, I remember crazy times in the Buick
Crazy shit we were likely to do it
I wasn't serious about music

It's just too easy to lose it and a lot of us do it
Itchy finger, hair trigger, it's just too easy to pull it
We live our lives by the bullet, we either die or get locked up
Make a mess too big to be mopped up
Behind the smile, there's a frown sad enough to bring you down
A little homeboy who sings the blues
Because he had no clue what to do with his life
Walking around in his Cortez shoes that's what I used to do

These Cortez Shoes
Know all the hard times that we have been through
All the crazy things we used to do
Just to get by walk in my shoes
And you will see why these Cortez shoes
Try to walk in these Cortez shoes
Betcha couldn't walk a mile in these shoes
But we get by and we got to keep on walking

He got shot down the block, at the stop, ran from cops
I never thought it would stop
I never hit the county not even Juvenile hall but
But that's only cause I didn't get caught
And I can only imagine what would have happened if I
Continued scrapping and capping and blasting and laughing
I'll probably be dead or in jail
And I wouldn't be standing here rapping about my Cortez shoes

These Cortez Shoes
Know all the hard times that we have been through
All the crazy things we used to do
Just to get by walk in my shoes
And you will see why these Cortez shoes
Try to walk in these Cortez shoes
Betcha couldn't walk a mile in these shoes
But we get by and we got to keep on walking

These Cortez Shoes
Know all the hard times that we have been through
All the crazy things we used to do
Just to get by walk in my shoes
And you will see why these Cortez shoes
Try to walk in these Cortez shoes
Betcha couldn't walk a mile in these shoes
But we get by and we got to keep on walking

Fingazz on the track