Vintage Jay - So Close

I cry to sleep momma
I ask for a little bit of help
What the hell they want from me momma

I'm learning how to be a man momma
Cook my meals, do my laundry, pay my bills
But my heart is in the streets momma

Counted 100 thousand dollars guess I fell in love with money momma
Commotion in n out my head I'm rolling marijuana
I'm mixing liquor if I have to put me in a comma
You ever had a funny feeling crunching in your stomach
Police sirens in mirror everything went silent
Put everything low in the back my homie try to hide it
A couple ps, a loaded gun, u know we up to something
I had to step hard on the gas to get the pigs from coming
U told me when we hit this lick man all this shit clean
I ain't finna go to jail for all the shit you did
We hit the scene, we showing love then we hit the lot
And I'm not hating on a nigga that fuck up the spot
We money hungry only thing we ate was beans n rice
I saw my homie buying loui man that shit was tight
I wasn't satisfied with selling, fronting, bagging grams
So you can get up of my face with all that trapping rap
I'm from Northside of the city where my people at
We fighting hard to get our freedom man this shit is sad

I'm from the Northside of the city, sing along if you fuckn with me yeah

I ran the light n hit the curb I didn't know what I was I thinking
Well I wasn't thinking
Tryna impress a generation knowing I will only sink it
People see u get some money and will hate on u for gettn it

The opposite of all the bullshit lately u been hearing
And middle finger up to anybody interfering
I thought about the times when me n you was only kids
And we was sitting on the stairs rolling up n hardly sleeping

I lost a lot of friends to the coke and heavy drinking
I wonder what goes in your head when u around the bitches
And hoes
I swear that neither one will benefit you, be cautious bro
I'm just narrator living in the moment bro
I park the car and grab my backpack we go for a run
I know these streets cus their my home I think I have a plan
You go left and I go right n don't you dare look back
I saw my whole life in a light when I heard the shots

U my hero momma
And I'm sorry I didn't listen, should've stayed u momma
I bleed hard behind these bars mama
Fell into the fuckn trap now I'm stuck and I'm writing my pain out momma

Written by:
Julio Herrera

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