Mistah F.A.B., BSmasha, Young Gully - Project Stairway lyrics

Never let what I been through
Determine where I'm goin'
Sunny days soon to be comin' for
All the time it's stormin'
Made it through the rain and the snow
Deserve some sunshine
Can't live my life, my life
Runnin' from one time
Just one time, can I have it right?
Tired of all these one night stands
Eventually I wanna have a wife
Made it out of the ghetto
'cause I was playin' make-believe
Turn your dreams to reality, yeah
That'll make you believe
I come from where the wino
Be in front the store
And all he want is a dollar so
He can buy some Irish rolls
Comin' up, was poor
I used to rock my cousin's clothes
Daddy said he was on his way, I'm thinkin'
"What you comin' for?"
Just to lie to me and tell
Me that you'll be right back?
Developed a cold heart
Mama said I shouldn't be like that
Them just the chips on the
Shoulders of us project kids
It was what it was and it is what it is

Said I'm lookin' out of my project windows
Tryna find some inspiration
(Tryna find some inspiration)
Sittin' on these project stairways
(Project stairway, yeah)
Hustlin' out of frustration

Lil' homie, you say you down
I was just broke, myself
Was around them fiends
Almost started doin' dope myself
Got exposed to them poles
Even disowned my health
I came from holes in my clothes
Now it's goals and wealth
I'm sick and tired of
Complainin', my niggas dyin', it's drainin'
Caught up in crossfires with
Killers firin' and aimin'
Had to stop that livin' bummy
Leave my pain at the door
My mama stole some money from me
I just gave her some more
I show these youngins love 'cause they
Ain't never made it before
The only thing the streets did to
'em was train 'em to go
I got more failures than wins
Stuck in the hell and the sin
Sometimes I'm lost with no clue and
I don't know where to begin
But still I get of my ass, hop up
And get to a bag
Used to be blind to the facts
It was like my vision was bad
Gotta grind forward and now
Fuck all that wishin' I had
Watch my talent fall off and give
Up my position, my ass, y Action

Said I'm lookin' out of my project windows
Tryna find some inspiration
(Tryna find some inspiration)
Sittin' on these project stairways
(Project stairway, yeah)
Hustlin' out of frustration

All I wanted was a pair of fresh Nike Airs
A fresh fade with some waves in my hair
Herringbone chain with the earrings in my ear
And I be in there like swimwear
Broke and poor, I been there
Them projects, I live there
You ain't from 'round, you can't sit here
Only junkies and winos in there
And the government don't ci nare
And the ratchet roaches, they live there
And it's fleas and ants up in there
And they piss right there on them stairs
Smell shit over there in the air
And it's tough out here in the hood
And we always tryna get a jugg
On the corner right there, I stood
Just tryna move all these goods
I was just tryna pay a few bills
Lil' rent, lil' PG&E and my auntie smokin' D
And my mama just got clean
Shouldn't stress like this as a teen
But this was an everyday scene
Start smokin' hella weed
Start sippin' on codeine
In class, I fall asleep
I ain't listenin' to no teach'
And I sure ain't goin' to church to
Hear no liar talk and preach

Said I'm lookin' out of my project windows
Tryna find some inspiration
(Tryna find some inspiration)
Sittin' on these project stairways
(Project stairway, yeah)
Hustlin' out of frustration

Hustlin' out of frustration
Tryna pay these bills
Mama need her medication
Granny startin' to get ill
My daddy ain't come around
My brother's fightin' for an appeal
So the projects, I hung around
Tryin' not to get killed i was a project kid
We was project kids i was a project kid
We were the project kids nah nah nah nah