12 Stout Street

Yeah

Yeah

Real Rx

I used to wake up in my room in the morning

Put on my dirty shoes in the morning

Heard momma crying last night

Think the lights finna go out

Only thing on my mind is hitting a lick

Her nigga in prison for doing some shit

Say I'ma go to prison for doing some shit

Only thing on my mind is booming a bitch

12 Stout Street, I hated that house

I had to learn early on bein' a man about

My momma ain't never buy me shit

I sold drugs and robbed for all my shit

Momma said, "Baby, that was years ago"

"Don't stress about shit that happened years ago"

This shit'd take a bitch years to know

I cried in the cold 'til my tears was froze

I hit a lick to help my momma out

How the fuck my mom the one to kick me out?

How the fuck you gonna send me out to the streets?

How the fuck you gonna say I can't come home to sleep?

How the fuck I come out your pussy and you

Choose your husband like you knew that nigga before me?

How the fuck you gon' turn your back on me?

How the fuck you gon' leave me flat on E?

How you gon' do that knowing they killed my dad?

You supposed to be my mom and my dad

I wish that fucking house would burn down

I couldn't tell you then but shit, I'll tell you now

For so many years, I held it down

I never in my life wanted to sell drugs

I would've been cool with playing games and shit

But instead I'm running with the gang and shit

Robberies done turned into shootings

Your son done did a gang and shit

It'd take a year to explain this shit

We don't stay safe, we stay dangerous

They took my brother, that fucked me up

Perc after perc, they fucking me up

Thousand percs later, still don't do nothing

Shits barely working, they're supposed to make me numb

Had flashbacks to when I was young

Bitches used to laugh and call me a bum

I was with Face, shot my first gun

Before Neo or Jet Li, I was the one

My momma ain't see it but the streets did

Said I wouldn't be shit, streets made me shit

Going through withdrawal, got me sick

I'm stretched back to back, I'm 'bout to flip

Don't look at me funny, you don't know shit 'bout me

Stood on the block with dreams of an Audi

Had a nightmare sleeping in my Audi

A nigga caught me lacking and pulled me out it

Big ass pistol to my mouthpiece

And it happened in front of 12 Stout Street