Locksmith - Willie Lynch lyrics

[Locksmith - Willie Lynch lyrics]

Yeah, you know, yo
Living my life in Richmond
California, Crescent park was cruel
Never thought I would be the victim of
The shit that I went through
Never thought I would be so
Lucky to reach even 22
Niggas rarely do see their birthday
Let alone graduate from school
I done seen niggas turn bitch
When they mention my name
Hood friends switch in the mist of my fame
Other niggas here to pretend BUT
IT'S KILLS when he can
And they will drive a niga insane
Sort of how I felt on my first day of class
Little mix boy, is he white can he pass
Is he half breed, what that does mean
Is he that clean, need a vaccine
They would ask me
But, I never give a fuck about opinion
Truth been told I coulda died on Fleming
Truth been told plenty time I was slipping
Say what I feel to reflect how I'm living
Niggas never show you love
And you buzzin mane
They keep saying let nothing change
Would you make it others niggas hating
Mentality all we wasn't change
That niggas say they rap
But they really want a bitch
Nigga say they trap til they
Really in a pinch
Say they got your back til they
See you on the fence
Say they wanna take it back when
They see you take offense
I won't take offense til I see a nigga fist
I won't take a print til I see a nigga rest
Thought you was a homie but
You really was a bitch
Had to see it all before
Motherfucker willie lynch

Niggas always talking what they finna do
Never follow through that's why
Them niggas lose
Niggas always talking what they bout to do
Try to come at me I tell y'all niggas too
I don't give a motherfuck

See life is a game but you never wanna play
On the same team is that nigga indicate
Sort of like mine from the niggas in the bay
But, it's really on the same when
You put it on display
Did a whole tape with my nigga ski beats
Did I have tour with the nigga DD
Say I couldn't ride cause he
Couldn't pay the fee
Then you got a whole bus just
So he could smoke weed
I ain't even mad I'm just
Giving y'all the real
I was naive thinking this a big deal
Second on the tee at the
Rich ain't about a bitch
When you rather have a deal than a meal
Yeah see a meal can save whores
A meal can save hoes
Either way you gonna have to
Pay how they choose
Never gonna understand til you walk
In the same songs
And I was in the middle of it all
Try to found a reason way
Them nigga wanna stole
Feeling like a groopie as they
Fallow in the car
But, I still feel blessed cause
I made it this far
Maybe I'm scarred, maybe I'm drawn
Still try to tell ‚em that
You sleeping on a star
Niggas never get it to see you from afar
Kind to found out it was haters in the squad
Come to find out it was a blessing stressing
What my bro told me
He told me look out for yourself
Never chase hoes, chase the money
But then again in the end we
End up with the same results
When it all far apart and you blame it all
You can laugh lil nigga but this ain't a joke
You fuck around and you wake up broke
Just know

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