Endostalgia - Pikuloo Lyrics

As the system cycles on this little city boy gets spat out on the streets
And has to find a way to live now
And as time rolls on this little city boy gets caught up
In all the same old f*ckin' hood shit somehow
And still they come, they wanna put me on the street slingin' that shit
Go find another junky, just come back with my f*cking money
And then you see those fly honeys, with that fat booty
Wanna get up in those thighs ass like this make you bust a load in a hurry!
He ain't ready!
For a son he's only 16 hes gotta lotta f*cking years to go now
He ain't ready!
To be pushed by the pressure of a family man, can he feed 'em all from his hand?
We pray for love but hate flows in quicker, another lost child puts his finger on that trigger
And as he pulls, laying down his brother... another lost child fiends to be a perfect sinner
I'm just a perfect sinner
And as time rolls on this little city boy ain't little anymore got four f*ckin' kids to feed now
And as the city rushes on the choices of his life come back to bite him in the f*cking ass somehow
And still they come, bringing up the old shit, talkin' 'bout they had my back
Way back before i turned away from all of it
And when your boys come calling to take that ride you can't deny
When they've spilt blood to keep your lil gangsta ass alive
He ain't ready!
For another gun, he's only got 3 in the house he doesn't need another one!
He ain't ready!
To put the AK-47 in his hand and lay it all on the line man!
They still wanna play like that!
Reach down and pull out that gat
Well sacrifice yourself because this only ends one way
We pray for love but hate flows in quicker, another lost child puts his finger on that trigger
And as he pulls, laying down his brother... another lost child fiends to be a perfect sinner
I'm just a perfect sinner