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lil wone - finally out the streets كلمات أغنية

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[verse 1: lil wone]
man, it’s crazy how i’m breathin’ now, i used to sleep with straps (yeah)
i was only nine, plottin’ hits, i had to watch my back (facts)
i ain’t know what fun was, i just knew revenge and packs (boom)
northside crib, i’m in my room, ain’t gotta hide the mac (nah)
i used to cry myself to sleep, thinkin’ ’bout bro they smoked (dre)
my auntie said i need some peace, i told her, “pain don’t go” (it don’t)
my homie died, then i got rich — now tell me what that mean? (what?)
i lost my childhood to the block, now i just wanna dream (real sh_t)
i used to slide for real, i’m talkin’ rides for real
lil bro got booked, and now he facin’ time for real
i used to think them drills made me strong — they just made me cold (cold)
now i just wanna hoop and chill, not duck them d_mn patrols (gone)
lookin’ at my hands, they shakin’, i ain’t even clutchin’
big sister said she proud of me, i told her, “sh_t, i’m lucky”
ain’t no demons in my closet, but there’s bodies in my mind (d_mn)
ten years old, i seen some sh_t that’ll leave a grown man blind (facts)

[chorus: lil wone]
i’m finally out that street (yeah), i ain’t gotta keep that heat (nope)
i can smile without that pain, i ain’t gotta lose no sleep (let’s go)
don’t need no perc, don’t need no lean, i’m high off life, i’m free (i’m good)
and if i cry, just let me cry, that’s just the kid in me (real sh_t)
it’s all love, yeah (it’s all love)
ayy, it’s all love now (it’s all love)
i’m finally out them streets (out them streets)
i’m finally just a kid again, ain’t no opps huntin’ me (boom)
[verse 2: j_rockii]
i was raised where you either die or get locked in that cell (facts)
now i’m writin’ songs and gettin’ paid, i used to sit in h_ll (on bro)
wasn’t no recess, it was reload clips and duck from sh_lls (boom)
used to pray on corners, now i pray my bro get bail (please)
i don’t miss no drill, i miss them birthdays i ain’t have
i don’t miss them poles, i miss the cookouts, miss my dad
told my shorty bro that if he make it out, just live (live)
ain’t no medals for the gangsta sh_t — just cemeteries and bids (facts)
remember wearin’ same d_mn shoes for like a month straight (dirty)
now we eatin’ steak, used to run when we seen one plate
bro said he proud i changed, said, “you the first that made it out” (for real)
i told him, “f_ck that block, that b_tch ain’t never love me back” (never)
so when i smile now, it’s pure, not ’cause i caught a soul
my little sister lookin’ up, i swear that changed my goal (swear)
we still got homies in the dirt, yeah, we still got scars (we do)
but i’d rather dance with trauma than just die behind a bar (let’s go)

[chorus: lil wone & j_rockii]
we finally out that street (out the street), don’t need no f_ckin’ beef (nah)
we can laugh and watch cartoons, not post up with that piece (for real)
i can bike ride with my shorty, i ain’t worry ’bout the heat (freedom)
i’m just tryna live this kid sh_t, not worry who gon’ creep (at all)
it’s all love, yeah (it’s all love)
ayy, it’s all love now (it’s all love)
we finally out them streets (out them streets)
we finally just some kids again, ain’t no opps huntin’ me (boom)

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