paroles de chanson Uh Certified Hood Classic - K-Rob

Open my eyes
Thanking the lord for some oxygen
Could complain
But I ain't even gon' acknowledge it
Giving you game
Even when I wasn't on top of it
Done some things
Not ashamed to say I ain't proud of it
Niggas so lame
They get caught up in anything
For monetary gain
I'm giving motherfuckers scholarships
Cock sucker beat it
I ain't into politics
Buffalo made I'm setting fire to metropolis
Think shit sweet
And get split Metropolitan
Wrist undressed
So ain't no need to check the time again
Been so depressed
Can't even say I'm getting tired of it
Keeping in mind
I lost my shit so bad, I'm out of it
Stay out the field
You talking tough & get a soccer kick

So much rage
I'm contemplating
On who block to spin
I ain't a killer
But never talk to me like I'm a bitch
I thought money's
The only thing that you got to get
Until I seen that ownerships the real accomplishment
Spit out flame
With propane
I ain't playin no games
Pulled over
And had to see who I was riding with
Fell out with, fell out with, & my mom and shit
Ever since then I made I promise to myself
Never trust no bitch
And I ain't into breaking promises
Out the abyss
Rose from a pit that was bottomless
Putting fire under yo ass
Now you a rocket ship
This shit here is for the books
No hook, toe tags, High class
Might fuck around get ya locker picked
Since 13, I had to deal with a lot of shit
Had no friends
But notepads
And a skillset
Placing yo bets
Shake the regret
Fore you drown in it
Flip over cars
And leave scars from the hollow tips
Niggas can't walk in my shoes
Never done what I can do
Or did, shit can you barely fit the size of it
Size of em', Sizing you up
Just like a tailor made suit
I'm Unsuitable
If you thought I wasn't dominant
I'm mobbing bitch
Yeah! This is a certified hood classic