Lyrics Just Like Rome - Benny the Butcher

Just Like Rome

Yeah, yeah, uhh
Fell back, felt like I was hustlin' backwards
Playin' in the game different from dunkin' in practice (damn!)
City showed me my first racthet from under a mattress
Now every gun we got is sticks, so it come with attachments (word)
Trappin', slicin' raw before I made my way to court
My momma taught me right from wrong, so it ain’t her fault
So play your part, make your moves but be razor sharp
I’m from where they drop out of school but still be laid in chalk
This a dark place, we come from humble beginnings
Just means we wouldn’t have it if we ain’t hustle to get it
Extra water in the pot make it fluff when it finish
They found out kids in the spot they gon' double your sentence (real shit)
I just talk about my life but to some it’s offensive
It’s like nigga sippin', sufferin' from a condition
It’s called the streets and get in and it fuck up your system (uhh)
'Cause the pain you been through start numbin' your senses, yeah