Corner store living
How we grew up tho
Lee Ave the destination
Niggas going toe to toe
We aint had no food in the fridge
Ain't no problem
All we had to do is walk the block With like a dollar
Only had bout 5 in my pocket
That's enough
Yea my wallet empty
But my belly fully stuffed
What a rush
The papi's held it down as they Should
Didn't grow up in the hood but at Least the neighbors good
This my calling and I hope the labels Would
Nigga play wit me, smoke em like Some applewood
Gotta keep pushing like the little Engine could
All I do is ball like its dicks sporting Goods
All over the map
Somebody pay attention
Nobody recognizes until they Momma missing
Well Thank God for mine
She love me all the time
Had to leave me in the dark
So i can learn to shine
And beat my young behind
It caught me by surprise
Everything is worth it believe and Give it time
Nigga corner store living
Im flyer than a pigeon
I know they can't stand the way i'm living
Its crazy when I look back on the years and i can say i was truly blessed
You know
Yea I had to eat from the corner store But I wasn't brought up in no crime Or violence
And people wanna see that negativity
You know
Don't take my kindness for weakness
Cuz it'll turn real quick somebody try And see what happens
Straight up
Neva doubted for a second
That the life I always wanted wasn't Gon be different
This a gift and a curse
Draw a line in the dirt
Always on high alert
F*ck wit fam and go berserk
Want the benz not the hearse
But you gotta put in work
Flexing on em never hurts
Put his name on a shirt
Put his name on a shirt
Yea we Corner Store Living
Yea we barbershop pimping