Текст песни storytellin 'cazo - Jaxsaun feat. daydream Masi & Talen Ted

Ayo cuz you remember you going thru that lil
Know what I'm saying, lil sitcheiation know what I'm saying

With em, you know you had to, know what I'm saying
I'm tryna remember though
You know you had to had to put ya grown man on
You know what I'm talking bout
You was tellin' me
Ohhh
Ohhh
Bout that one day
Yeah
Yeah

We was sittin' in the studio
And everything

Yeah

My boy Kels
He going thru the same thing man
Why don't you get my boy hip man
Help him out

Aight, cool, I got him

Mashed the break just for red light sake
Pissed that I'm late
Compadre sat passenger I ruffle thru tapes

P-O-P eyes at right
My left side rear view intervals tenacious
Interacted with ghetto placements

Fumbling with insecurities from my mirror reads
Fade on Kid N Play coat letterman Walsh J

CAZO
The same one from young traveling Norphy boarders
For higher learning
Mingling with the Donny Stump supporters

Yeah
I seen this clown around the metropolitan
Politicin' and witnessed chedda' lanes
He was in

Gumby thin beedie beeds
His do, poverty threw
Put girly against my window
Breath foggy from spews

Who do I choose on some
Chrissy Bender to surrender
The light green
Yankin' of Howard, I remember

Just like that, I balance
Two realities for good
Wow my profiles stoundin'
I'm Tre Stylin' in the Hood

"If you wanna see, my
Fantasy
Come ride with me
Thru the hood"

"If you wanna see
The dream I dream
Come ride with me
Thru the hood"

That day was on
Coppola and Pachino
Directed actions
Minus the actin' and green scenos

The black and mild mist
Contested the wind
Over indulging thru stress lungs
Of 9-5 men

On a foot drill
My youngin met steel
Gripped the strap with his shirt
Pocket rocket watch his prints
Can't merge

Negro pigeons
Parade the sky, color gray
Oil pastel, Pali spices
Was the Howard street smell

At the family dollar spot
WHOPTOVIENS
Hope to be hole again
Guazin' holding skin
Rolling in

Brotha this one geek
Was tweak top shelf
Puppy had him
Throwing imaginary balls
To himself

These were the breaks
Buck eye stated l, quivers
The inner

Lotharioics get
Tiago Splitered
Voice to deliver, all in all
Is what I'm statin

Experience in your making
Determines permanent shapings

"If you wanna see, my
Fantasy
Come ride with me
Thru the hood"

"If you wanna see
The dream I dream
Come ride with me
Thru the hood"

That's same day,
Later on the North
Clocking 10 and 2

Left Ms. Ziemanski
In Spanish to visit Duce
Yeah

We go back like
Value City Timbos
Nintendo six foes
Patterson Park, teal Impala windows

Paid my loyal fees
The game is free
Envoy parking, window down
Now all I see is teeth

Approachin'
Boo Boo's stairs
He signaled stay there

20 'Sistin the rello
Started twartin' his chair
Man we ain't going nowhere
Stay true to Jon

You're bigger than early
Morgue visits and
Bail bonds

A month later
I spot ya face on
Front pagers

Gave you, a
Charlie Joyner for
Ya untamed vapors

So when we speak

I give the game
You gave back
To me

Finish line
Past our journeys'
Mark's gradually

I represent the ones
Where mothers
Have lost sons

Yeah, my piece
In streets is my mental
Ray gun

"If you wanna see, my
Fantasy
Come ride with me
Thru the hood"

"If you wanna see
The dream I dream
Come ride with me
Thru the hood"