Culdesac

Lyrics

[Verse: GRIP] Ah, the world is so much bigger than this culdesac What's sad is niggas older than me that don't know it yet Credit card scams and fraudulent checks Culdesac, culdesac, culdesac, culdesac (Mm) Homie just got him a stick with a shoulder strap For Colby Jack, niggas turn two face like Geminis Zodiac in my culdesac, culdesac, culdesac Just a culdesac to the world that's so detached Two kids in a big tummy, she in her mid twenties Three baby daddy's, none of 'em niggas give their kids money And she just hit my line tryna' get some mid from me "How much?" A quarter sack, culdesac, culdesac, culdesac Ma said hold this back, boy was black, cut a slack, you owe us that Mule and forty acres, we got .40 calibre, sippin' forty ounces of brew with a forty year old neighbour Body worn out from manual labour Understand the behaviour of man who feels he was never handed a favor We live in a land of double standards, player Life is 'bout as fair as your hair, especially in your culdesac Nigga, why you think they scared to go there? Let rap place 'em smack dab in the middle, where shots riddle Single mothers raising kids, streets play second fiddle Bittersweet symphony in my culdesac I'm forcing the orchestra down your throat, cutting off your airway These rap niggas playin' cymbal for airplay, and dare say you real? You just got an image that fit the bill The culdesac when they blow the pack and the liquor's spill 'cause pistols peel (Blah, blah, blah, blah) Caps like bananas and we capture it on cameras (Worldstar) Thinking back to when we were kids, who would have known? That you can touch a screen and watch a murder on your phone Eyes glued, this is ghetto entertainment (Ghetto enterainment) Culdesac ain't nothing to play with [Outro: AHYES] Nah, 'cause niggas ain't smiling this summer Niggas ain't smiling this summer Motherfuckers wylin' this summer Shit, that got violent this summer Niggas ain't smiling this summer Niggas ain't smiling this summer Niggas ain't smiling this summer Motherfuckers wylin' this summer Shit, that got violent this summer Niggas straight dying this summer Niggas ain't wylin' this– fuck