Day Blind ft. YaadUniverse Lyrics

Tales from the block

Back to the drawing board, reenvision my goals

Dreams of La la land, I need to know the odds

Tired of shooting hoops day in and day out

My brothers pumping iron trynna weigh in their way out

Threw the book at him, they caught him carrying weed

A brother trynna make it clean in these dirty streets

Tossed him in the slammer wearing tightie-whities

But we gon roll the red carpet when he walking out it

'Cause my hero was the lowlife whose baby ma was pro-life

Tried to raise the kid but they got him for his whole life

And now the boy is premed, welched on the student loan

Writing to his father, "Motherfucker, I wish you were gone"

But Mike was a good sport, only smoked the good pot

Taught us how to hoop, we all knew him as a good shot

The fuzz made it seem like he was gonna mug a body

Cuffed him and they judged him, locked a nigga till he's 40

Now the mother's gon kooky selling nooky on the street

To the movers wearing Gucci while they cooking on the street

Future doctor's now a rookie selling cookies on the street

How could we not stink when there's bullshit on the street?

We day blind

We day blind

We day blind

Hope we're gonna find our way

Lost out here but gon find our home somewhere

Hope we're gon be fine one day

If we don't find home, we gon build our own someday

Hope we're gonna find our way

Lost out here but gon find our home somewhere

Hope we're gon be fine one day

If we don't find home, we gon build our own someday

She seen a lotta goolies but she's only fifteen

Making out with niggas that be bigger than her dreams

Riding shotgun in the pimp's pimped sedan

Looking like a piece of meat dangling in the den

A real space cadet, she's unaware of everything

Oblivious to the consequence of her sexual energy

Innocence has no medicine and she done lost it all

Trynna shine in a world that will eat her for her glow

She's trynna pitch in to the circle of life

But she's only fifteen already working the night

Pretty little Jane Doe riding the cars and their drivers

Naked in the street like she's Lady Godiva

Mixing with the high rollers, half-brother works the corners

The mother no longer cares about her son and her daughter

'Cause her father didn't love her and his father went to jail

For possession- first time, and he never made bail

Now the daughter's gon kooky selling nooky on the street

To the movers wearing Gucci while they cooking on the street

How could she not lose it? What they doing on the street?

What the hell you gon do when you got two kids on the street?

We day blind

We day blind

We day blind

Hope we're gonna find our way

Lost out here but gon find our home somewhere

Hope we're gon be fine one day

If we don't find home, we gon build our own someday

Hope we're gonna find our way

Lost out here but gon find our home somewhere

Hope we're gon be fine one day

If we don't find home, we gon build our own someday

They caught my cousin in the knocking shop

Moody gear scattered in his whip in the parking lot

Took him to the nick and he ain't seen outta the wall since

Hard to make a rose bloom when the orchard is concrete

That's why most of my brothers brown bread now

And they all screamed, "Fuck the police" on their way down

We still living off the hook and scarper from the old billy

Get our uncles plastered off the gin that we dealing

Streets is cold, put them Eton Jackets on

Bumfreezers for the bumsuckers trynna warm

See me flog a dead horse, trynna make my mama proud

Part of the blessed few to grow up with the Pops around

But while I was hooping on the streets

NBA dreams, playing rookies on the streets

And writing down rhymes, Ty cooking all his beats

Shit was going down, we wasn't looking on the streets

We day blind