Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wilson Place, artist - Dougie F. Album song BlockParty, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: STRAGG
Song language: English
Wilson Place |
They had crack, guns all in the crib |
Thinking this can be life |
I done lost most of my niggas out here on these streets |
And some of my niggas got life |
I done seen houses burned down, babies flying away |
Moment of silence a day, shit is so crazy out here |
Niggas wild every day and my city just rotting away |
Aye me, ain’t tryna play this shit safe |
Turn my whole block to my place |
Like an estate, my people get lobster and steak |
Sipping on Henny no chase |
Just pay respect, feel that’s the only thing left |
I’m trying to have my own day before i’m laid to rest |
That’s why I don’t get no rest |
And that’s why they know that I’m next |
Fuck with them now |
From benches to binges, from Honda to Bentley |
From nothing to plenty, we pouring out Henny |
For niggas that envy |
And I just tell a man I don’t give a fuck (I don’t give a fuck) |
I got my money up |
I don’t give a fuck (I don’t give a fuck) |
I got my money up |
From benches to binges, from Honda to Bentley |
From nothing to plenty, we pouring out Henny |
From benches to binges, from Honda to Bentley |
From nothing to plenty, we pouring out Henny |
For niggas that envy |
And I just tell a man I don’t give a fuck (I don’t give a fuck) |
I got my money up |
I don’t give a fuck (I don’t give a fuck) |
I got my moneyup |
In the Princely halls in my gutter Fours |
I was in the mud, that’s the bottom |
We done work too hard just to get ahead |
Not to finish off what we started |
I did not want to be who they talking about |
For today and then be gone tomorrow |
I am trying to go back to the back |
That was like awards but only between those who progress |
Never really had enough always wanted more |
I went from borderline poor to crossing these borders more |
And every night of every day you just wasn’t sure cause |
It could be your last if a nigga mad |
He could go and blast you in the back |
How you famous and sad as fuck |
You tryna figure it out but it ain’t adding up |