lirik lagu buddieroe - west fuqua kids
[chorus]
gotta step my waves up, gotta step my ways up
i remember days up, grindin’ tryna’ save us
mama tryna save up, you was tryna play tough
i was in a daze at the ridge since day 1
used to roll one before the school house trippin
presence was apparent but we in school missin
3 for 5 blunts they ain’t worried bout suspension
west fuqua kids lost in the system
[verse]
these are the days, i’m in a daze, i’m in a maze
i’ve been afraid
i been, i been stuck in my ways
i been, i been puffin away
i been, i been up and away
daydreamin i’m up on a stage
stay schemin til up in a grave
they peakin i grow by the day, can’t see me being stuck in the gate
no luck for me, these are the times
2:30 then back to our lives, no guidance ma’ got 9 to 5
don’t try em he ride with the mob
they throwin up ~~~, hit parties on other side
pulled up with dark tint on the ride, shots fired then somebody died
retaliation on mind, but true salvation on mine
god let these letters oblige the lost and help em to find
the path out the southside, the way you helped me
i dine with destiny, know im tryin i’m tainted but still i rise
get faded and hop in rides, my action been ill advised
don’t k!ll me just k!ll my pride, don’t k!ll me just k!ll my pride
[chorus]
gotta step my waves up, gotta step my ways up
i remember days up, grindin’ tryna’ save us
mama tryna save up, you was tryna play tough
i was in a daze at the ridge since day 1
used to roll one before the school house trippin
presence was apparent but we in school missin
3 for 5 blunts they ain’t worried bout suspension
west fuqua kids lost in the system
[verse 2]
is it an anomoly to bare the gift of prophecy
i ‘prolly be the only n~gga riding with you honestly
i hesisitated, spearated, elevated constantly
and chasing what you promised me, is this the way it gotta be?
saw so many evils mama tried to pray it out of me
but now she smiles and wipe her eyes as if she hit the lottery
pilot through the politics of hip hop and cop a seat
at tip top and b~tch boppin flip floppin on a beat
wrist watch tick tockin’ wishin’ for a roley piece
a spottieottiedopaliscious hoe thats from the dirty three
a car with a remote controller piece, heater under seat
don’t take the gun from me ima do the sh~t i been wondering
since living humbly and me struggling tryna run from me
and stomach rumblings and the hunger can take you underneath
to point the gun at me til i feel it sting like a bumble bee
and then it’s done for me rather that than the demons come for m..(shot)
too late, so much for being great
getting rich and getting out the gate
you still from fuqua n~gga..
[chorus]
gotta step my waves up, gotta step my ways up
i remember days up, grindin’ tryna’ save us
mama tryna save up, you was tryna play tough
i was in a daze at the ridge since day 1
used to roll one before the school house trippin
presence was apparent but we in school missin
3 for 5 blunts they ain’t worried bout suspension
west fuqua kids lost in the system
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