Black Soprano Family, Rick Hyde, Stove God Cooks, Elcamino - 297 Parkside Lyrics

We are different people, different races
Woo
Different aspirations, different places (yo, uh, yo)

I made the block on my own
Nobody taught me a thing, my house wasn't a home
My whip wasn't a Wraith, my kicks wasn't the J's
All I had was a gun, I'm still stuck in my ways
I'm always smokin' a blunt, I'm always holdin' a gun
I've always been the nigga to give the people what they want, uh
Bein' broke made me humble, now I got no choice but to stunt (I got no choice, nigga)
I stayed down on my ten so long, I fucked up my ones
I could've been had an M but was dumb and was done (word)
Spending more than I made, that's how I fucked up my ones
I done stacked up a fortune, I could give to my sons and my daughter
How could I fall off when I'm walkin' on water and Timbs?
Ridin' around, listening to myself in the Benz (skrrt)
I remember when I didn't have a quarter
Now I'm a six figure nigga, I work out in Diadoras
Survival of the fittest, I'm a lion in the forest
Shootin' dice with the killers, from the streets now we corporate
Still got pounds for the low, but that's just a nail in the coffin
Still keep one in the head and I leave the rest in the cartridge
We used to run the streets, now we rich so we be joggin', uh

We been bangin' 'Kiss, screamin' "we gon' make it" (we gon' make it)
We measure your success by the size of your spaceship (size of your spaceship)
Started with an ounce, now we cookin' like eighty-six (eighty-six)
How we go from an ounce to whippin' eighty-six? (Eighty-six)
Hope they don't come for me, these just wishful thoughts (wishful thoughts)
We had bricks in the door (bricks in the door)
We had bricks in the door (we had bricks in the door)
Now we got skyboxes and seats on the floor
Hope they don't come for me, no, no, no (I hope they don't)
I pray they don't come knockin' on no door (I pray they don't come, no, no)
We had bricks in the door (uh, yeah, bricks in the door)
(This is different, Black Soprano Family)
I pray they don't come for us (come for us)

I'ma be fresh as hell if the feds watchin'
Cookin in my gallery (whip, whip, whip)
Turnin' what I love into a salary (that money)
Some niggas switched sides (sides)
In that same moment
Would've became casualties (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Lesson learned, you just gotta let it burn like calories (like calories)
We was young thuggin', dirt pluggin'
Didn't really earn nothin' (didn't really earn nothin')
My first dozen only got me eight, like Kirk Cousins
Once I figured out my issues, it was numbers for the whole summer (yeah)
Gave this one nigga a tester, he put his whole thumb in (up)
Ten, eleven shots with the switch on (brrt, brrt, brrt), I was just so runner
We taggin' shit, but this ain't a pedicure, get your toes done up (yeah, haha)
Lamar Jack, make you go zoom, nigga, fall back (fall back, nigga)
His rap shit like my bitch when we text fight, all caps (all cap, nigga)
My homies got they spot like an Apple Store, all Macs (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
I just come collect what I'm askin' for, all stacks (I need mines)
I missed the plug call while recordin', I pray he call back
Black Soprano Family or nothin', nigga, that's all facts, uh (big BSF, nigga)

We been bangin' 'Kiss, screamin' "we gon' make it" (we gon' make it)
We measure your success by the size of your spaceship (size of your spaceship)
Started with an ounce, now we cookin' like eighty-six (eighty-six)
How we go from an ounce to whippin' eighty-six? (Eighty-six)
Hope they don't come for me, these just wishful thoughts (wishful thoughts)
We had bricks in the door (bricks in the door)
We had bricks in the door (we had bricks in the door)
Now we got skyboxes and seats on the floor
Hope they don't come for me, no, no, no (no, no, no)
I pray they don't come knockin' on no door (I pray they don't come, no, no)
We had bricks in the door
I pray they don't come for us