It's Pearl - My Story

Was at the bus stop
Playing snake on my Nokia phone
Use to Catch the after school fights All on my way home
Miss playing catch a girl
Kiss a girl
Suck n blow
Freeze tag
And red light green light
Til them street lights came on
Punishment felt like a prison bid
No Tv No outside it was the worst
They use to call me window kid
Summertimes was the best if you knew all the waves
An roller skates hit different when them streets was paved
Moms playing Jill Scott when she took me to school
Skipped two grades
Good girl following all the rules
I'm talking Swedish fish
And them Nacho cheese sun flower seeds flavoring all on my finger tips
Summer camp and them candy cigarettes
I had to sneak yo I really was a mess
School talent shows
Yo I really was the best
And My grade school principle name was really Mr West
Man this music suppose to take you places
Get it
Man this music suppose to take you places
I'm at the Town festivals doing relay races
In a white t shirt wit a red snow cone
You know it's leaving traces
My sneakers dirty an I didn't care
Didn't understand how hard moms worked just to cop the pair
Big sis got me into all the lituations
And I turned 16 two weeks before my high school graduation
I'm bumping songs
Adding in my own words to the parts I never heard
Brain to young too process
Now that I'm older I heard every word
The firefighters come to open up the hydrants
Know imma Jersey girl
Cause my Daddy love the Giants
Man this music suppose to take you places
Get it

Just like I knew
Look you done grew up
Got some swag and hustle hella hard
Had me in some crazy situations
But you came so far
You had a couple cribs
Several whips and money sis
Speeding thru them blinking lights in Newark at night
Praying for no tickets, shit
Thank god he kept you from them prison bids
You kept ya head up in them books
I guess that's how you took to windows sis
Summertime you getting fly so you could body the waves
Riding slow in them foreigns when them streets ain't paved
Moms praying that you safe
while you busting them moves
Solid woman, big heart
Real cool attitude
Entrepreneur chick
And you love a peach Snapple
Shake it up and smack the bottom
For you twist that bitch
Hated that you started smoking cigarettes
I'm glad you quit cuz you really looked a mess
An everything you do you give dat shit ya best
Wouldn't expect any less
Ancestors leading ya footsteps
Ya Sneakers dirty you just switch the pair
Material things don't matter in heaven
They barely matter here
I'm bringing all my sisters to the lituations
An now i think before I speak in certain situations
Music suppose take you places
It's suppose to take you there

Written by:
Sharanda Jones

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