paroles de chanson Quarantine Freestyle - Nafe Smallz

1996, 16th of July
I was born to be a great, someone tell 'em I'm alive
I was raised in the hood selling T's to the Y
I was stuck up in the streets, gold teeth and a nine
Got my dad's crib nicked by the Jakes couple times
And they nicked him for the crack and B-pebs on my line
16 tryna put a nigga in the sky
Cah they took my boy Shine in the middle of the night
The Rollie on the wrist don't tick but it glide
You should never ever take away the food you consign
The collection, you're hoping that they bring it on time
Have to show them what's good, let 'em know it can't slide
If it's hood shit know you never go and tell me twice
I was raised by some real OGs, on my life
When the poli' looking for us it be hard for them to find
Cah the money long, spending long nights on the grind

Supreme, Gucci, I'm hanging with the thugs
Tripping on shrooms, found out how to love
I remember when I got my heart broke and it hurt
Cah the feds came and I had to flush away the drugs
On my A to B shit, no lacking in the slums
Get your head back peeled like an apple or plum
If it's cold outside I been wrapping up warm
And if I ever go broke I'll be wrapping up yours
And I be with the gang, you know I bring 'em on tour
Tour bus jumping, niggas fill it with the broads
It was broad day and I heard my niggas hit a lick
I was pissed when I found out that my niggas got caught
To buy a little time put the shit on pause
I was outside selling out the 10s and the scores
Them days I would buy a Benz for a draw
Now I'm buying me an ounce just to smoke when I'm bored

Pouring out liquor for the Gs that be gone
And I'm chilling on the fucking east side with the bros
They ain't gotta listen to me, they all know
I'm a pioneer for the, for the way these kids flow
Mama told me I should think about plan B
I told her that I'ma be the greatest that I can be
The rain cleared up, thank God I can see
They wanna know me but I'm too anti
I'm a fourth side vet in these streets, niggas notice
Washing my hands with this money and it's progress
Sleeping on the floor in my granny's, I was hopeless
Smoke the blunt, get high then I focus
Everybody telling me I can't till I show them
I never shot him, he was lost in the moment
Bitches always fucking up my head and my emotion
We fucked last night but tomorrow I don't know them, nah

Niggas looking hand outs like I owe them
Stay connected, I'm locked to the modem
God bless me, told me that I'm chosen
I still sin even though I stay woke
And it's 0's on shit and I put it on the line
Told 'em I'ma get rich in due time
Now I'm spending 50 racks like a dime, ay
And I ain't even notice when it go by, let's go

Let's go
(Let's go, let's go)