Project Stairway

Mistah F.A.B. & BSmasha & Young Gully - Rap
Project Stairway
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Duration: 4:07
Lyrics
[Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B.] Never let what I been through determine where I'm goin' Sunny days soon to be comin' for all the time it's stormin' Made it through the rain and the snow, deserve some sunshine Can't live my life, my life, runnin' from one time Just one time, can I have it right? Tired of all these one night stands, eventually I wanna have a wife Made it out of the ghetto 'cause I was playin' make-believe Turn your dreams to reality, yeah, that'll make you believe I come from where the wino be in front the store And all he want is a dollar so he can buy some Irish rolls Comin' up, was poor, I used to rock my cousin's clothes Daddy said he was on his way, I'm thinkin', "What you comin' for?" Just to lie to me and tell me that you'll be right back? Developed a cold heart, Mama said I shouldn't be like that Them just the chips on the shoulders of us project kids It was what it was and it is what it is [Chorus: BSmasha] Said I'm lookin' out of my project windows Tryna find some inspiration (Tryna find some inspiration) Sittin' on these project stairways (Project stairway, yeah) Hustlin' out of frustration [Verse 2: Young Gully] Lil' homie, you say you down, I was just broke, myself Was around them fiends, almost started doin' dope myself Got exposed to them poles, even disowned my health I came from holes in my clothes, now it's goals and wealth I'm sick and tired of complainin', my niggas dyin', it's drainin' Caught up in crossfires with killers firin' and aimin' Had to stop that livin' bummy, leave my pain at the door My mama stole some money from me, I just gave her some more I show these youngins love 'cause they ain't never made it before The only thing the streets did to 'em was train 'em to go I got more failures than wins, stuck in the hell and the sin Sometimes I'm lost with no clue and I don't know where to begin But still I get of my ass, hop up, and get to a bag Used to be blind to the facts, it was like my vision was bad Gotta grind forward and now, fuck all that wishin' I had Watch my talent fall off and give up my position, my ass, Y Action [Chorus: BSmasha] Said I'm lookin' out of my project windows Tryna find some inspiration (Tryna find some inspiration) Sittin' on these project stairways (Project stairway, yeah) Hustlin' out of frustration [Verse 3: Mistah F.A.B.] All I wanted was a pair of fresh Nike Airs A fresh fade with some waves in my hair Herringbone chain with the earrings in my ear And I be in there like swimwear Broke and poor, I been there Them projects, I live there You ain't from 'round, you can't sit here Only junkies and winos in there And the government don't ci-nare And the ratchet roaches, they live there And it's fleas and ants up in there And they piss right there on them stairs Smell shit over there in the air And it's tough out here in the hood And we always tryna get a jugg On the corner right there, I stood Just tryna move all these goods I was just tryna pay a few bills Lil' rent, lil' PG&E And my auntie smokin' D And my mama just got clean Shouldn't stress like this as a teen But this was an everyday scene Start smokin' hella weed Start sippin' on codeine In class, I fall asleep I ain't listenin' to no teach' And I sure ain't goin' to church to hear no liar talk and preach [Chorus: BSmasha] Said I'm lookin' out of my project windows Tryna find some inspiration (Tryna find some inspiration) Sittin' on these project stairways (Project stairway, yeah) Hustlin' out of frustration [Outro: BSmasha] Hustlin' out of frustration Tryna pay these bills Mama need her medication Granny startin' to get ill My daddy ain't come around My brother's fightin' for an appeal So the projects, I hung around Tryin' not to get killed I was a project kid We was project kids I was a project kid We were the project kids Nah-nah-nah-nah
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Credits
- Writers
- Mistah F.A.B.
- BSmasha
- Young Gully