Medhane - Win 4 lyrics
[Medhane - Win 4 lyrics]
16, we was smoking white owls
FDR by the east river
School lunch, ate free, now I need figures
Relief in the way, we could make you shake
Love life, my ride, I ain't trading place
Y'all was saving face
We was hopping just to take the train
Breaking gates, raising stakes
War ready, watched them play the game
Play the subtle and remain the same
Thought they had me figured out
They had me out the way
A million miles away
Turning all my doubt to faith
In the middle of the swamp
I used to count the days
How you grow and go without the pain?
Uh, shrouded in the shadow
When the power came
Dropping flowers on the grave
Sending prayers up
Uh, pulling cards, calling all wages
Momma did the braids up plant the seeds
Reaping fruit's of our labour
Good home, city streets raised up
Remember brushing tryna get the waves up
Kings won't lay
How these niggas sleep all day?
7: 30 at the table, overpaid grace