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Written and performed by : Proverbial Spitterz (Pretty Boy, J. Jonah, Brando) feat. Remedy
lyrics
Pretty Boy:
So it was just another day bout to go do me
Looked up at the clock and realized its 9:03
Bout to cut to the grind but the streets is bugging
I got people telling me that I ain't worth nothing
Young Vert:
It was a pretty sick day when it came to me,
but when I cheked out the clock it was a quarter to three.
I'm outside an you know I'm tryna get my dough
no rocks no coke I'm on a positive note.
Pretty Boy:
Same story same struggle yea I feel you Vert
I keep trying to do me but I stay getting hurt
I got people in the streets trying to hold me down
We all bereft ed and abased of a peaceful town
Yeah I almost fell to it and I almost slipped
I had to keep my mind going on a positive tip.
Young Vert:
Yeah, Positive man that's just how I get down,
but all these suckas over here tryna hold me down.
Remedy:
Movin' on up, movin' out these streets,
Can't nobody hold me down.
No friends no foes, sky's the limit no obstacles,
Can't nobody hold me down.
J.Jonah:
They can't hold me, they're trying to perpetrate
got the police interrogating because I am doing great.
You cant choose my fate I am just a black man rising
they want to try to keep you down with no surprising.
Hey no lying I remember the time,
when the police took me down for a hard core crime.
It was the dumbest mistake that ever came to my mind,
but I promised I changed and that's in my rhymes
thats in my time.
Yeah that time that I did in a little dirty cell when no privileges
but when I came out I was finally on track,
especially when my mama wouldn't cut no slack.
I tried to keep up I tried to stay focused
but the police was still swarmed around like locust.
I kept my head up although I got fed up,
I know i couldn't let up until my changes made up
Brando:
Amazing how success can be so compressed,
Led by in a string in your face without sign a contest.
My motor’s in drive those on the side are in neutral
Even though they’re friends, I don’t wana get used to
This!
Lambo to a Toyota juxtaposin’
My acceleration’s never seen, and they all supposin’
I can’t do it ‘cause I’m mixed in with the average
Not havin’ it, man gotta do my own song.
This just in Brando’s gotta move on,
I know y’all my boys and all but come on!
Gotta move on to a better place
Been down for too long, y’all steady tryna set my pace
I’m in 7th place, should be in 1st
You say I got your back but my back’s getting’ worse
Go to remove this bond, there's no gown
Chest out head up eyes forward holdin' me down.