
State Streets ft. Armani Abomb Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I'm twisting up bro, pass me the Vega
Davie Napalm, the rap game Alpha Omega
Working for mine, don't need no handouts or no favors
Promise me and Thomas blowing through an ounce of the flavors
No question
No risk, no reward, no loss, no lesson
All of this music out with no value, no message But I gave you two classes
Could've stopped at More Pressure
Inhale the Napalm, Never been air more fresher
Feel like I'm back in my bag, organic chemistry Louis Feiser back in the lab
I'ma show you how to rap without an adlib or stab
My team the nicest niggas out, I don't mean to brag
But people see the difference nigga, I don't need to ask
Need a feature homie, I'ma need the bag
This what the game been waiting for
What lames is hatin' for
Even when they makin' money
They jealous you makin' more
Watch the people around you
Is they givin' or takin' more
Greedy niggas I got no patience for
If I made the beat I'm guaranteed to catch a body on it
All the shit you makin' sound the same And don't nobody want it
I need Bugatti money, Gambino Gotti money
I'm on a mission, listen you don't want no problem money
Took this thing called hip-hop and we made it ours
Real music straight from the heart
But we make it hard
You see the people in charge
They tryna make it hard to escape
You do the work today and get paid tomorrow
The coalition need the papes now
Around the world they love the sound
From Moscow to H-Town We got the highest murder rate now
The state streets in my city Ain't the place you try and break down
For my momma that passed This all that I have
All that I give All that I am
All for the cash Not to Uncle Sam
This for the team This one for the fam
The coalition on demand Without a helping hand
Took the pain, rain, whatever came And we never ran
Never took the stand Only judged by God's hands
I'm just following my path This what God planned
More volatile than less stable Abomb dropped
And most feared men become forgotten fables
Think they in competition Really incapable
No fakin' I'm meant for greatness My reign is inescapable
Dog, this what you break In case of emergency
They play my shit with urgency You should've been heard of me
I lost my ego So I had to let go that fear in me
Let go of emotions So I don't expect a tear from me
Humble but I got hungrier as time passed
Got a family to care for A little man need clothes on his back
A coat and a hat
This world cold but being black We prepared for that
Never scared in fact
Resilience over resignation
Treating life's challenges Like this blunt in my hand
I gotta face it
Life's a journey not a race So I just gotta pace it
Opportunities stir you in the face thats when you gotta take it
I was the boy who flew too close to the sun
That nigga that never hooped Nor hit the trap with a gun
A scholar without a scholarship Then garnered the funds
They garnished grandmama wages She raised me like I'm a son
Erase the pain when I'm done
Until then end is kill or be killed
Either fight or run Swing on or be swung on
Dunked or get dunked on Get slept or slump on
Forgotten left torn Defected but I kept going
Blessed by God and what some would consider hell
Stumbled and fell Higher than heaven now my head is held
Word is flying that my foundation The first is from fail
You either ready for war or you ready to tell