CunninLynguists - Dirty Acres lyrics

Look, Ice Cube said Laugh Now, Cry Later
It's sad to see us living like
That till pine laid up
Not straight up about death or missteps
No regrets, just weed, sex, worldly patterns
I miss Vatos and Bless, I miss my sister
The other day my nigga was stabbed to death
I laughed with Step bout holy scripture
Holdin blunts bigger than his casket
Growed amongst grass un-kept
Still smoking, bet he's still blowing
Singin with Sam Cooke about a change
Comin as we keep pourin
Liquor out for those that passed
It's killin our livers because
We dying so fast
Low on cash, who ain't? Ain't no jobs
Either you slang
You make music or you detail cars
You cut hair
You sell clothes or you live on charge
I barely got enough bread to
Give a cell phone bars
Fuck puttin bars on paper
There's bars on the face of half my niggas
Spark the Garcia Vegas and ride country
I'll be damned if they stealing
My pride from me fuck the world
I ain't destined to die hungry

The lies, the pain, the truth, the hurt
The music, the soul, it's all in the dirt

Lay back and just ride
Lay back and just ride just ride

Yeah, enter my zone, blunts stuffed
'nough for self brave in this world
Putting up smoke for help
Peace pipe under the street lights
Type of wealth
Greenery coats the scenery, my whip turn left
Right away from them rollers posted
Up at the corner
Schemin to meet they quota off
Of niggas with soda
They love to get 'em together
Like lime and Corona
Twisted, like my niggas still
Reppin they hood
Don't own a brick up in that
Bitch but swangin they wood
Going to bat for that? Shit, I wish I would
In the thick of it, only with my Kyn I stood
Make sense of it with dollars only if I could
To trade children and a beautiful
Wife for a crack pipe or biddin in a system
Just missin the daylight
Or missin in a system of hustlin all night
Shit must have been aight in
Some point of our sight
Till in a fashion we rationed
Off a portion of life
Coastin into a future that we
Strive to make bright, uh come on
Coastin into a future that we
Strive to make bright, let's go

The lies, the pain, the truth, the hurt
The music, the soul, it's all in the dirt

Lay back and just ride
Lay back and just ride just ride