Jill Price
(专辑: The Transient Classics - 2013)
We have no idea how much of ourselves is created Embedded in our memories To shape ourselves Like, I
still feel bad about stuff I
did 30 years ago But we all do like we can all remember like one or two things and It's not one or two things, it's everything And I
really like Live it and feel it... [Caskey:] Yo this rap money ain't as quick as I
supposed And I'm indulged in this life I
chose Posing kinds and spending all your time inside a
studio When I'm making a
killing with this script Turning your crib into a
dealership then build the
shit You got to feel this shit If you ever had some problems on the
street I
ain't grow up poor so my homies run a
badge at me Then my father died, 16, I'm the
man of the
house Pulling them cameras out, looking up at God like hear me out But he ain't coming anytime soon Drowning in a
pool of my surroundings, doomed, lighters on the
spoons We still up at none, suicidal convoys of a
drug dealer, skip the
sex Mix and matching roaches then I
flip the
match, don't skip this track My nerves bad pain pills I
done served that worst track Had me on a
map, yeah but before that ain't nobody bought the
tape I
used to hate seeing Wayne get all that shine until he signed me, that's my fate Yo the
universe had become a
full circle In high school I
got my own robbed for guns sake Where my homies drew the
blueprints of the
house Leave my momma one day, I
guess my karma looking out It's with Vinnie again, my only friend when I
was younger All that ridicule we got in middle school just made my hunger stronger To demolish all these lies I
hear lately So even when I'm gone just know you're here with me I
swear I
won't forget that Floating in smoke clouds Bitch I'm on the
rise in my hometown From my past, it ain't far away To all the
folk who hold me down I
swear I
won't forget that I
remember that like Jill Price We done did some wrong just to get right Just to get right, call it Jill Price Now I
swear I
won't forget that [Pablo Escabear:] Staying at my momma, fuzzy island Just another bastard, the
streets were my father Hard headed and stubborn, hate to take orders Fucked by scholarships, flushed down the
toilet Hurt me to my heart so I'm still holding grudges Party after party had me face to face with judges Circles had me trapping out the
fountain in my budget Nigga caught me slipping so he shot me in my stomach Crazy part about it was that nigga was my homie I
took him on his first lick, gave him his first bricks Showedme that don't mean shit that's why I
don't trust shit Issues in my past got my name on the
death list Stick with a
full clip!, blunt full of loud shit! Sexy little red bitch, riding in my new whip Pocket full of money but I
still ain't shit Cause being broke and on my dick is something that I'll never forget I
swear I
won't forget that Floating in smoke clouds Bitch I'm on the
rise in my hometown From my past, it ain't far away To all the
folk who hold me down I
swear I
won't forget that I
remember that like Jill Price We done did some wrong just to get right Just to get right, call it Jill Price Now I
swear I
won't forget that [Jelly Roll:] Smoking on this lean and G
helps to give me energy Helps me in this industry of finna-be's and pretend-to-be's Where everybody say they love you, but really try to fuck you This music game ain't nothing, it's just a
hustle Until the
fans come and they demand the
album But 'fore rap we sold crack out of abandoned houses What you know about? Mama crying saying you should slow it down But everybody broke and you the
only one to hold it down Blowing loud, remember the
nights that I
was whipping away My brother gone he sent to prison for life If you still live in the
light I
pray your getting it right I'm having big dreams, picket fence, kids and a
wife But until it's that time I'm on this grind and I'm a
bit high Forgive me this time but if you wasn't with me when I
couldn't get by Don't come around now that we hot as bitch fried I
swear I
won't forget that Floating in smoke clouds Bitch I'm on the
rise in my hometown From my past, it ain't far away To all the
folk who hold me down I
swear I
won't forget that I
remember that like Jill Price We done did some wrong just to get right Just to get right, call it Jill Price Now I
swear I
won't forget that Nearly, we forget all the
bad things Or a
lot of them or they're dulled Dulled, the
emotions are dulled But, with Jill, she's right there...