Culdesac

By GRIP

On Porch

Released on December 6, 2017

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[Verse: GRIP]

Ah, the world is so much bigger than this culdesac

What's sad is niggas older than me that don't know it yet

Credit card scams and fraudulent checks

Culdesac, culdesac, culdesac, culdesac (Mm)

Homie just got him a stick with a shoulder strap

For Colby Jack, niggas turn two face like Geminis

Zodiac in my culdesac, culdesac, culdesac

Just a culdesac to the world that's so detached

Two kids in a big tummy, she in her mid twenties

Three baby daddy's, none of 'em niggas give their kids money

And she just hit my line tryna' get some mid from me

"How much?" A quarter sack, culdesac, culdesac, culdesac

Ma said hold this back, boy was black, cut a slack, you owe us that

Mule and forty acres, we got .40 calibre, sippin' forty ounces of brew with a forty year old neighbour

Body worn out from manual labour

Understand the behaviour of man who feels he was never handed a favor

We live in a land of double standards, player

Life is 'bout as fair as your hair, especially in your culdesac

Nigga, why you think they scared to go there?

Let rap place 'em smack dab in the middle, where shots riddle

Single mothers raising kids, streets play second fiddle

Bittersweet symphony in my culdesac

I'm forcing the orchestra down your throat, cutting off your airway

These rap niggas playin' cymbal for airplay, and dare say you real?

You just got an image that fit the bill

The culdesac when they blow the pack and the liquor's spill 'cause pistols peel (Blah, blah, blah, blah)

Caps like bananas and we capture it on cameras (Worldstar)

Thinking back to when we were kids, who would have known?

That you can touch a screen and watch a murder on your phone

Eyes glued, this is ghetto entertainment (Ghetto enterainment)

Culdesac ain't nothing to play with


[Outro: AHYES]

Nah, 'cause niggas ain't smiling this summer

Niggas ain't smiling this summer

Motherfuckers wylin' this summer

Shit, that got violent this summer

Niggas ain't smiling this summer

Niggas ain't smiling this summer

Niggas ain't smiling this summer

Motherfuckers wylin' this summer

Shit, that got violent this summer

Niggas straight dying this summer

Niggas ain’t wylin' this– fuck