Thomas Blvd ft. Billy Hoyle Lyrics

Mixed by Big Jerm

Produced by Hoyle, and written by me

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I remember when I first came around, on Thomas Boulevard, in late July

Or there could've been snow on the ground, but it was hot

Back when I learned how to lose twenty pounds, but never even work out

Now I run for miles, and I just got a new flower tatted on my skin

I'm a head case, I produce too much excess

Another dude died, and suddenly twenty dudes were his best friend

That's why we just keep working, shut the fuck up, move, move, move, get the rent paid

So many blessings but my anxiety shoots to the Moon

I've been stressing

I think when I'll quit smoking

I keep telling myself "It's cool eventually"

But I know if I make excuses that's bitch made

So I learn my lessons, and only pray to God for truth while we give thanks

And I'll never let The Devil keep us away from our youth

I always knew we'll forever be kings

From the Eastside of Pittsburgh, mixed by Big Jerm, produced by Billy Hoyle, and ugh written by me

So it's a beautiful day

Behind my voice your hearing the breeze from Point Breeze

I can hear the rain

Your dust in the wind

I wrote my tape just like a theatre play

I need to work, you need a break

Leave your verse in a grave and proceed to pray for peace like

God just please, please, please don't let me feed the hate

He posted a pic on IG and said "they're praying on my down fall"

Ha Ha

But he's talking about a fucking pre teen on his page

I think your seeing shit

You might not ever see yourself again, but still look in the mirror everyday

That's why I'll remain teachable til I peak and transcend

I saw it in my dreams, my family and friends are really just trying to keep an eye on me

Wearing camouflage to hide the pain, but they love me for me that's the irony

Sheesh

Piece by piece, I write these verses deep in my sleep

It's been a dream since Master P on a tank

You cant compete with a saint

I keep my peace

Write the rest in peace's out on a page, for all that paper you'll need a tree

For all the hate we just need some peace

I've been wearing Air Forces since Ja Rule and Mary J Blige did Rainy Dayz

I asked myself when I woke up today

Who the fuck do you dare to be?

I just want to say something you rarely hear, or do something you rarely see

And make sure when all the people that thought I was a loser see me do this, can barely believe it

Your not the same as me we could never compete