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Prince Video (MV)




Performed By: Donblak
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Donte Clark




Donblak - Prince Lyrics




Its 90 degrees on the trunk of the lac
Coco butter sweat in my T my locs wrapped
Eating black beans and rice tortillas stacked
Thinking bout the bills I owe and my money flat damn
That's how it be when you're trying to do it legal
Do it on the love high demand for the people
Remember way back we was strapped in the regal
8 Thick blunts had my thoughts on the evils boy
Look at me now, aint rich still hurting but above ground
Days I would sit on the block where the love found huh
Im just missing my cuz now, cuz I started off mumbling
Jotting my lil scribbles
Thinking i'd be like pac when I was little
Bandana hot boy felt my game on sizzle
Had to write rhymes I was lousy with the dribbles
Fiddle on the Sandford block round the clock at the duplex
Stagger against the curb we wondering what to do next
Hands on guns nuts hung before we knew sex
Cousin lando was all gold on that new vet
9 Years young all we knew was outside
Turned 13 start seeing my people's die
Age 15 its over why even try
18 Was a stretch never thought id be alive
So I ride low-key marina watching the waves
Loving where i'm at but still missing the fades
Big cutty flutty was ugly but getting paid
All the love ones I have starting to fade damn

It used to all make sense
Baseball in the streets who can hit across the fence
All the dboys bent whips with the tents
Now its just me up 5th thinking bout prince damn
I just saw my dawg itch
He just got out but my brothers behind the fence
All the memories I have walking up 5th
Now its nobody and i'm thinking bout prince damn Macho
Got me thinking bout prince
Inhale this purple rain when doves cry for a kiss
Cream all we know top dollar for the kicks
Never thought my last days will end like this

Like 30 degrees hands and knees on freeze
11:15 i'm chopping with og's
Flying state to state my life on the big screens
Peep all the nights I sacrifice for the teens
I was out in Oroville gave a class presentation
Building my relations addressing what they've been facing
Most of the teens I seen feeling complacent
Their words go unheard unnerved leaving aching vacant
I hear their cries through the night
Rape and abuse they tryna put up a fight
I lend them an ear or a shoulder little advice
Aliyah tried to give up her life she tried twice
What she told me
First letter she ever wrote me
My dad abusing me and I have no one to hold me
Kids picking on me school my daze lonely
But now I feel closer to you because your story write back
Damn I hope she write back you turned tragedy to triumph
I like that
All I have is music and dance to fight back all the tears
I've been shedding these past couple of years

Damn it use to all make sense rolling round in the grass
Couldn't beyond the fence
Suck on now and laters butterfingers with the Twix
Throwing rocks jump rope door bell ditch damn
I been thinking bout lil sis
All her emails got me ready for a trip
Show up at her school give a hug bring a gift
Hoping that her last days don't end like this damn
Write back
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Its 90 degrees on the trunk of the lac
Coco butter sweat in my T my locs wrapped
Eating black beans and rice tortillas stacked
Thinking bout the bills I owe and my money flat damn
That's how it be when you're trying to do it legal
Do it on the love high demand for the people
Remember way back we was strapped in the regal
8 Thick blunts had my thoughts on the evils boy
Look at me now, aint rich still hurting but above ground
Days I would sit on the block where the love found huh
Im just missing my cuz now, cuz I started off mumbling
Jotting my lil scribbles
Thinking i'd be like pac when I was little
Bandana hot boy felt my game on sizzle
Had to write rhymes I was lousy with the dribbles
Fiddle on the Sandford block round the clock at the duplex
Stagger against the curb we wondering what to do next
Hands on guns nuts hung before we knew sex
Cousin lando was all gold on that new vet
9 Years young all we knew was outside
Turned 13 start seeing my people's die
Age 15 its over why even try
18 Was a stretch never thought id be alive
So I ride low-key marina watching the waves
Loving where i'm at but still missing the fades
Big cutty flutty was ugly but getting paid
All the love ones I have starting to fade damn

It used to all make sense
Baseball in the streets who can hit across the fence
All the dboys bent whips with the tents
Now its just me up 5th thinking bout prince damn
I just saw my dawg itch
He just got out but my brothers behind the fence
All the memories I have walking up 5th
Now its nobody and i'm thinking bout prince damn Macho
Got me thinking bout prince
Inhale this purple rain when doves cry for a kiss
Cream all we know top dollar for the kicks
Never thought my last days will end like this

Like 30 degrees hands and knees on freeze
11:15 i'm chopping with og's
Flying state to state my life on the big screens
Peep all the nights I sacrifice for the teens
I was out in Oroville gave a class presentation
Building my relations addressing what they've been facing
Most of the teens I seen feeling complacent
Their words go unheard unnerved leaving aching vacant
I hear their cries through the night
Rape and abuse they tryna put up a fight
I lend them an ear or a shoulder little advice
Aliyah tried to give up her life she tried twice
What she told me
First letter she ever wrote me
My dad abusing me and I have no one to hold me
Kids picking on me school my daze lonely
But now I feel closer to you because your story write back
Damn I hope she write back you turned tragedy to triumph
I like that
All I have is music and dance to fight back all the tears
I've been shedding these past couple of years

Damn it use to all make sense rolling round in the grass
Couldn't beyond the fence
Suck on now and laters butterfingers with the Twix
Throwing rocks jump rope door bell ditch damn
I been thinking bout lil sis
All her emails got me ready for a trip
Show up at her school give a hug bring a gift
Hoping that her last days don't end like this damn
Write back
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Writer: Donte Clark
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