Paroles de la chanson Honest par Lil Pete

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Paroles de la chanson Honest par Lil Pete

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ayy
Never run from beef my niggas was caught in
No time for college, yeah

You ain't my friend, you my brother, my nigga, we tied in
Never run from beef my niggas was caught in
I was caught up in the streets, no time for college
Know these hoes ain't shit if we just being honest
Everything don't last like a broken promise
You ain't never been to jail, you don't know what time is

Had my back against the wall, you know I was boxed in
I'm the voice of the streets, ain't promoting violence

Understand where I come, you gotta understand my life
I got demons on the left of me and angels on the right
Illegal search, I beat the case, you gotta stand up on your rights
You bitch niggas acting hard, you remind me of some dykes
'Cause the streets don't love you, hoes ain't for you
Never have no big homies, they'll lil' boy you
Moment that you make it, they be acting like they made you

Thank the judge for your time, that's the only thing that saved you
I'm just tryna bring the hope in the city where I come from
Even in the night, young niggas on the come-up
Play the block overtime with the sticks 'til the sun up
It's getting hot, bodies dropping in the middle of the summer

You ain't my friend, you my brother, my nigga, we tied in
Never run from beef my niggas was caught in
I was caught up in the streets, no time for college
Know these hoes ain't shit if we just being honest
Everything don't last like a broken promise

You ain't never been to jail, you don't know what time is
Had my back against the wall, you know I was boxed in
I'm the voice of the streets, ain't promoting violence

You know I'm lying, we applying pressure, nigga, on the opps
Masked down walk ups, aiming at a nigga's top
Seen a nigga sit for 5 years and came home great
Stitched lip, keep it solid, they ain't even have a case
Indictments, fed R.I.C.O.'s getting scary
Young nigga in the mirror, I was screaming Bloody Mary
Shit embedded in my mind, gangster shit like I'm Larry

Divorced a nigga for his M's, that's why these hoes, I never marry
Gotta practice what you preach, keep that metal in my reach
When you take a soul, nigga, it be hard for you to sleep
Got this drop right now, we gon' sit on it for weeks
Bouncing out of work vans like we 'bout to clean the streets
Same niggas you was winning with, they'll never send shit
Only got your kids and your mama in the visit
No support when the trial came, time for the censor
Life fucked up, made decisions that I'm living with

You ain't my friend, you my brother, my nigga, we tied in
Never run from beef my niggas was caught in
I was caught up in the streets, no time for college
Know these hoes ain't shit if we just being honest
Everything don't last like a broken promise
You ain't never been to jail, you don't know what time is
Had my back against the wall, you know I was boxed in
I'm the voice of the streets, ain't promoting violence

I'm just tryna bring the hope in the city where I come from
Even in the night, young niggas on the come-up

Play the block overtime with the sticks 'til the sun up
It's getting hot, bodies dropping in the middle of the summer

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