Landmarks Lyrics

Middle school I had to fight for my shit

Cause high school ready to die for yo shit

If you had a problem they fix

We by the bleacher

It's 30 kids in circle we squabbled with no teacher

It's not that they wasn't there it's too crowded the couldn't reach us

It's mud all on my Jordan's

And blood all over my t shirt

On the bus we jokin like how that nigga hit me first

I made it clear I wasn't one to be fucked wit

But wasn't runnin round talkin all of that tough shit

Some niggas take a win and start to jabbin at the jaws

Till a nigga wit some paws holla meet me at the park

I hope you got some bite

Cause thats a whole lotta bark

Now you off the leash out the gate you escape yo remarks

And it's a long bumpy road when ain't got the right car

Should've stayed in yo lane

You should've stayed in park

Some people goin thru some thangs

Mind ya bidness before the start

Suggest you think before you talk

Before you end in some chalk

These dusty road seem longer all alone

I often sit wonder just where I'm going

My options get this money be a bum

In a land where if you speak

They draw a gun

An dr…in the streets of you from

I raised dont be weak and don't get punk

If you get yo ass beat

They beat yo ass when you get home

And they laughed in class when you turn yo back and you run

Lookin back I realize they all was dumb

But that pressure weight a thousand

Climbing mountains it ain't really fun

Better not come home without that starter

Jacket

Used to play ball but couldn't hack it

Started rappin in the back of classes

Now I actually make it happen

To my team I'm captain

But we all gettin a statues

Gone check they stat sheet

We been theses track with no cleats

From bangin on lunch tables

We was jacking for beats

We freestyle in front them hoes

They probably get some cheeks

Straight up

I mean used whine boutta a lot

Not havin a dolla

I'da start facin my problem

Now the pockets hippopata

My motto

Never change for a dolla

Remember life at the bottom

On the corner

Countin change for a dolla

Like let hold some till tomorrow

I'm lacin up these nikes

Learned not to ask for nothing

I did what I need

Now I'm doing what I wanna

Now when they see

They can hear my marijuana