Porch Steps!
Reason, Junii, Dirty Dell
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September 22nd 2015
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
One-two, one-two, one-two
Soul
Yeah
Straight up off them porch steps
I ain't ran my course yet
I done made some bad choices
I been feelin' boisterous
I been feelin' energetic
Get it from these porch steps
The city gon' give me fuel
The ghetto like a fortress
I just heard gun talk
That nigga ain't hoarse yet
That nigga gon' keep yellin'
Blood gon' keep spillin'
Hope it ain't my brother blood
Why we makin' bad decisions?
Bullets went crashin' in 'em
Prayers don't cover accidentals
Why we make bad decisions?
Ghetto like a fortress
Why a tell queen,
"No"? Why I tell these whores,
"Yes"?
She just wanna love a nigga
Then she gon' buss it open
My girl gon' buss it too
But this one doin' more provokin'
Shake it like a rattle
Lose battle every single moment
Forget my girl got feelings
Can't hurt her if she don't know it
Why we makin' bad decisions?
That shit just poor stress
Why we never leave the hood?
The ghetto a fortress
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Oh, fuck it, I'm at God speed
See I got too many problems
And I know I keep it poppin'
I'ma fuck up all night
Mama told me to be cautious
Got me movin' way back
I can tell I got some problems
Gotta get it how I want it 'til I got it
And that's alright, uh
Back up on the porch steps
Huggin' the block, ayy
Jams out the stereo bump in the lot
Uh
Never hesitatin' when
I'm uppin' the Glock
But I swear I wanna leave out
Ah, hey, hey, hey, hey
I swear, I wanna leave out
Hey (Yeah), hey (Yeah), hey, hey, hey
Glock 17 in the shorts
He never wore it
God fearin', positive nigga
Mama adore him, we was chasin' goals
We both lived in the hood
But it ain't what we chose
I quit hoops, he stayed steady
Focused on the road
Said Rob, "I ain't reach my dreams
I'm glad you reachin' yours"
Through Christ anything possible
Most positive nigga I knew
Nothin' else optional
So how Dell die from a bullet?
That shit ain't logical, shit
Some days I think about Chuck
Cause he just lost his best friend
Niggas ain't ownin' up
And to think that it's even a
Thought that he set him up, shit
But grief a motherfucker
Some days, I just wish
That we could love each other
Dell, if you listenin'
Thank you for your positive forces
The ghetto feel too normal
So we treat it like fortress
I wonder how it'd be
If we had different porches
Soul
Rest in peace, Wandell
Outro
Whether it's the stoop or the steps
The older we get
Our kin sin blown by the wind
Only a few of us left, two of us left
One of us left and found success
And we look at brolike a square
For findin' hope 'cause it's somethin'
That none of us kept
Crabs in a barrel
Pinchin' and pullin',
Pinchin' and pullin'
Pinchin' and pullin'
Surprised we got limbs remainin'
Gotta stay ten toes, shit
If all ten remainin'
I know God lookin' at me foul the way I
Been complainin' about
These porch scenarios
He's been arrangin'
When will the
"Woe is me's" wear off and
When will this chip on my shoulder
Get small enough to tear off?
Eyes dry from the amount of time me
And my demons been havin' a stare off
As the demons lurk below the steps
The angels peak above
But we're too fixated on this
Motherfuckin' porch to receive the love
Nitpickin' each difference
From each stoop or step
While ignorin' the fact tha
The view from the roof is best
We don't have to be used to less
We don't have to be used to less