Boldy James, The Alchemist - Carruth lyrics
The Alchemist [Alan Daniel Maman] Beverly Hills, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Boldy James, The Alchemist - Carruth lyrics]
Why are those people cryin'?
Watch out for the double cross
Is it for something they've lost?
Tear drops and closed caskets
Why are those people cryin'? Mafia Watelse
Is it for something they've lost?
Blockworks, let's get it
I used to get confused
Choosing my battles wisely
I had to pick and choose
My friends came and went
But most of them was murder victims
Dead before 20 or caught a frame
And had to serve a sentence
Free my nigga Raymond
Realest nigga from the Murder Mitten
Stood tall, hit a nigga for ten thirty-sixes
All he wanted to do was ball
And spread the rock around
Built my foundation on solid ground
Always in and out of town
Waking up out of my sleep
To them chopper rounds
Stick in a glicko, ColecoVision
Me and Nico off the Clicquot
We got three hoes kissin'
Niggas eatin', gettin' fat
Laced in Moschino, drippin'
Wishful thinking with the bag
We get them kilos missin'
Grew up in a hellhole
That's why I think so twisted
When your wifey a rich bitch
It make you treat hoes different
Had to pay my respect
Ain't takin' likely to no threats
Take a nigga connect
Kill him in blatant disrespect
Erase him with a text
Pop up at your mother crib
From the city where niggas get hit
For shit that they brother did fuck a gig
My niggas out here grittin' in Upper Striggs
Ain't have a fuck to give, but shit, for now
This just what it is grandma cussin' me out
"Quit runnin' in and out the house
What's all the fuss about? It's either cut
Me in or cut it out"
Ain't grow up with no silver spoon
We had to thug it out
I hid a half-a-slab in my room
Just waitin' for the drought
That money come and go
But who gon' be there when it's gone?
When you was off your square but I bet
They was there when it was on
The moment all your tokens gone
No minutes on your phone
God bless the child that hold his own
That shit hit close to home
When everything you ever love you
Lost to the gun from all that you done done
But down the line, that could cost you a son
Is it for something they've lost?
Why are those people cryin'?
Is it for something they've lost?
Watch out for the double cross
Is it for something they've lost?
Tear drops and closed caskets
Why are those people cryin'? Mafia Watelse
Is it for something they've lost?
Blockworks, let's get it
I used to get confused
Choosing my battles wisely
I had to pick and choose
My friends came and went
But most of them was murder victims
Dead before 20 or caught a frame
And had to serve a sentence
Free my nigga Raymond
Realest nigga from the Murder Mitten
Stood tall, hit a nigga for ten thirty-sixes
All he wanted to do was ball
And spread the rock around
Built my foundation on solid ground
Always in and out of town
Waking up out of my sleep
To them chopper rounds
Stick in a glicko, ColecoVision
Me and Nico off the Clicquot
We got three hoes kissin'
Niggas eatin', gettin' fat
Laced in Moschino, drippin'
Wishful thinking with the bag
We get them kilos missin'
Grew up in a hellhole
That's why I think so twisted
When your wifey a rich bitch
It make you treat hoes different
Had to pay my respect
Ain't takin' likely to no threats
Take a nigga connect
Kill him in blatant disrespect
Erase him with a text
Pop up at your mother crib
From the city where niggas get hit
For shit that they brother did fuck a gig
My niggas out here grittin' in Upper Striggs
Ain't have a fuck to give, but shit, for now
This just what it is grandma cussin' me out
"Quit runnin' in and out the house
What's all the fuss about? It's either cut
Me in or cut it out"
Ain't grow up with no silver spoon
We had to thug it out
I hid a half-a-slab in my room
Just waitin' for the drought
That money come and go
But who gon' be there when it's gone?
When you was off your square but I bet
They was there when it was on
The moment all your tokens gone
No minutes on your phone
God bless the child that hold his own
That shit hit close to home
When everything you ever love you
Lost to the gun from all that you done done
But down the line, that could cost you a son
Is it for something they've lost?
Why are those people cryin'?
Is it for something they've lost?