Philthy Rich, OMB Peezy - Come From lyrics
LeParis Kentae Dade Sr.
[Philthy Rich, OMB Peezy - Come From lyrics]
Life a lesson, you gon' fail it
You gon' learn from it these streets
Yeah that's my life and I can't run from it
He can rap about the streets but
He ain't come from it
He can rap about murder but
He ain't burn nothin'
I can't talk, say I'm losin' my mind
Cut her off, she was wasting my time
Stay with a rod, they wanna take my shine
They hatin' hard 'cause I'm in my prime
Look, attention like money
Everybody want some
Pick up on the backend, no lump sum
Really come from the slums
You wouldn't know about it
Six people, two bedrooms
Yeah you know it's crowded
Used to buy plug and rerock to double up
Ten thou a show but next month I'ma double up
Mobile Alabama up to Seminary
Only option was the slammer or the cemetary
Five year felon, can't take the charge back
My bitch hit for fifty thou, no charge back
My son turned twelve, the other one fourteen
Kicked the cup months ago, ain't had no lean
Life a lesson, you gon' fail it
You gon' learn from it these streets
Yeah that's my life and I can't run from it
He can rap about the streets but
He ain't come from it
He can rap about murder but
He ain't burn nothin'
I can't talk, say I'm losin' my mind
Cut her off, she was wasting my time
Stay with a rod, they wanna take my shine
They hatin' hard 'cause I'm in my prime
I been about that pistol play
Bitch you know who I am
I respected your gangster 'til you
Went to the 'Gram
What you know 'bout twenty dollars
Feeding your whole fam?
Only ketchup and mayonnaise
No meat on my sand'
Cousin got put in the jam
They gave him ninety-nine
My auntie in a nursing home
She don't really know about it
JJ got killed by his friend
That's when I started wildin'
I ain't have no clothes for school
That's when I started robbin'
My youngin ready for war
I hit you dead in your car
Police pattin' me down
Hope they ain't searching the car
I know they findin' that rod
I'm making bale in the morning
They got a probation hold but they
Still gon' take that lil money
Life a lesson, you gon' fail it
You gon' learn from it these streets
Yeah that's my life and I can't run from it
He can rap about the streets but
He ain't come from it
He can rap about murder but
He ain't burn nothin'
I can't talk, say I'm losin' my mind
Cut her off, she was wasting my time
Stay with a rod, they wanna take my shine
They hatin' hard 'cause I'm in my prime
You gon' learn from it these streets
Yeah that's my life and I can't run from it
He can rap about the streets but
He ain't come from it
He can rap about murder but
He ain't burn nothin'
I can't talk, say I'm losin' my mind
Cut her off, she was wasting my time
Stay with a rod, they wanna take my shine
They hatin' hard 'cause I'm in my prime
Look, attention like money
Everybody want some
Pick up on the backend, no lump sum
Really come from the slums
You wouldn't know about it
Six people, two bedrooms
Yeah you know it's crowded
Used to buy plug and rerock to double up
Ten thou a show but next month I'ma double up
Mobile Alabama up to Seminary
Only option was the slammer or the cemetary
Five year felon, can't take the charge back
My bitch hit for fifty thou, no charge back
My son turned twelve, the other one fourteen
Kicked the cup months ago, ain't had no lean
Life a lesson, you gon' fail it
You gon' learn from it these streets
Yeah that's my life and I can't run from it
He can rap about the streets but
He ain't come from it
He can rap about murder but
He ain't burn nothin'
I can't talk, say I'm losin' my mind
Cut her off, she was wasting my time
Stay with a rod, they wanna take my shine
They hatin' hard 'cause I'm in my prime
I been about that pistol play
Bitch you know who I am
I respected your gangster 'til you
Went to the 'Gram
What you know 'bout twenty dollars
Feeding your whole fam?
Only ketchup and mayonnaise
No meat on my sand'
Cousin got put in the jam
They gave him ninety-nine
My auntie in a nursing home
She don't really know about it
JJ got killed by his friend
That's when I started wildin'
I ain't have no clothes for school
That's when I started robbin'
My youngin ready for war
I hit you dead in your car
Police pattin' me down
Hope they ain't searching the car
I know they findin' that rod
I'm making bale in the morning
They got a probation hold but they
Still gon' take that lil money
Life a lesson, you gon' fail it
You gon' learn from it these streets
Yeah that's my life and I can't run from it
He can rap about the streets but
He ain't come from it
He can rap about murder but
He ain't burn nothin'
I can't talk, say I'm losin' my mind
Cut her off, she was wasting my time
Stay with a rod, they wanna take my shine
They hatin' hard 'cause I'm in my prime