Stay Here (feat. Kevin Rudolph)

Oh my god,dem birds done came through
Nigga gettin money hoes say I act brand new
Niggers hatin on me cause I do what they can’t do
Whip that ounce and came back in the ain't news
Why must I caught back and pull it
You broke ass niggas aint worth my bullets
See I really dont blabber and all my whips got shoes lik the....
I never go down with the ship I paddle
Papa was ah g how I'ma b ah hobo??
Yea answer dat fa me answer dis u ever see the side walk bloody??
Yellow tape blockin off the streets its a crime scene
Four niggas shot three dead for the time being
Heard dem boy hoped out wit sticks
But the sad part ah bout nobody saw shit I'm bris

And then the rain came down on my whole life
Fallin under clouds and you know
Just for the dues I’ve paid, I’ve lost my soul a long the way
Stay here tonight, stay here tonight
You can go home
Welcome to the projects., welcome to my world
Welcome to the streets, yea welcome to my hurd

Oh my god,the scared it me again can’t get money wit my dawg I don't need'em den
Valeted done fined scared da bitch my key the benz
See ah shon meet ah shon break in beat ha in
Baby I'm bris like dat surprising dem mark jacobs is for my eye lids
I live fa dem stacks and ad-libs and all this walkin on traps made ah niggas calfs big
I captivate ah movement see I make captivating music I sparked ah movement
Why lie I get paid ta spit the truth
Born well groomed flow sharp lik ah gin-soon

See every time I open my mouth
I let the streets come out an
I'm what the streets talk bout see
I'm what the streets bee bout

And then the rain came down on my whole life
Fallin under clouds and you know
Just for the dues I’ve paid, I’ve lost my soul a long the way
Stay here tonight, stay here tonight
You can go home
Welcome to the projects., welcome to my world
Welcome to the streets, yea welcome to my hurd

Oh my god all I see is corruption
Rain man knocking on the door, but fuck him
Damn I'm on my dick, whos nutts is crossed??
They all wanna see me win, that’s why I shoot things
Fingas wit niggas don’t got to say a word I feel the real between us
Tell me I don’t spit fact, and ah niggas bread wasn't long so I made rap
Every time I hold my mouth,
I let the streets come my way
I’m what the streets talk bout see
I’m what the streets be bout
I’m the man

And then the rain came down on my whole life
Fallin under clouds and you know
Just for the dues I’ve paid, I’ve lost my soul a long the way
Stay here tonight, stay here tonight
You can go home
Welcome to the projects., welcome to my world
Welcome to the streets, yea welcome to my hurd