Dusty Pound

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Bill Waves - Rap

Dusty Pound

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Duration: 1:19

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[Verse] Yeah, sometimes I feel like I'd give it all to not go back and cheat on that first girl And not waste my time fuckin' around downtown with drugs on my first whirl That Point Park college kid came back for a stamp bag each time lookin' worse, and I sure I thought to myself, fuck, it's such a hurt world We used to make fun of the addicts outside the halfway house to fiend for pills ourselves In our self created Hells, roll a big L of weed and put on Big L I pray you never see what I've seen, or never know about what I felt And that you succeed, I don't care what you do, I guarantee you will if you just be yourself My mom used to put money on the books to have pills delivered to my cell I told her I needed somethin' to ease the pain, and make it feel a little less like Hell Took a Greyhound, pulled a dusty pound out of her ceilin' when I got out, got my last few thousand out of the game 'til I admitted that I need help Found my way around the low self esteem I just pray I can make her smile more than she frowns, and somehow write my way out of workin' all of these long weeks Summer 2009, Army All By Myself with Jay Rock and Nipsey was on repeat Mac used to take my Supreme out for all his videos as a kid, and I'd be like, "Give me my shit, you better not spill shit on my jeans" I'm still on all that shit from 2010, it gives me that feelin' like the leaves blowin' in the wind through Point Breeze Or shade of rose on my girls cheeks in the fall, I feel it in my bones, this is where home will always be So if I were tell you about the life that was meant for me I just know it's not the rent dependin' on ten pounds fronted every two weeks And you got twenty-five thousand in cash, but only keep about two or three Oh please, no please, Lord, that's not for me

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  • Bill Waves