Aeo - Around My Way lyrics

Verse 1: Don't tell us nothing if you didn't grow up with us Damn running late barely caught that bus Get on hear the girls just fuss and such Be me I'm just riding not worried bout much Get to school grab some food Do my homework and cool Bell ring then I'm off to my first cla** Get bored quick so I'm acting a damn a** But see me I wasn't the cla** clown More a young kid who like joking around Lazy kid but he smart college bound Hail from a place that's just dirt in the ground Where Ram football be the talk of the town Not the superstar athlete but still was on the team So gridiron glory wasn't part of the dreams A young MLK I still had a dream For you to know Aeo as a lyrical beast From the Louisiana state repping the northeast Hot as hell but God keep my soul at peace Flow so coal but a diamond under pressure R.I.P. Pimp C get the more not the lesser Chasing up skirts thinking with my Richard But they just want riches so I had to get richer Never sold d** cause they hotline pitchers So I do college just to get a little smater Get bored hit a club tryna find flowers And the spirits in my cup got strange powers And these powers getting stronger by the hour Leave the club for a club that got showers Raining in the stripclub like men control water Girl on stage be somebody daughter Lack selfrespect cause nobody taught her 2 kids so she dance so her kids can eat Bad taste in her mouth streets ain't sweet Messy out here people don't know neat Never Maravitch that pa** balls like Pete Dogs out here do trick for treats Just want to meet greet and beat one night So don't be surprised when the flesh ain't tight Hot in them pants and looking just right But that got you burnt just for one night Now back to the story and back to the money Sorry darling can't turn my back on the money Cause I work just to make these wages 4-9-91 tell me what the age is Been a man for awhile but haven't smiled in awhile Out the wound was my mother's last child Since the wound my short life's been wild Grew up in a small apartment mother two siblings Artistic mind since a child been scribbling Working hard to be a balla no dribbling So I can spoil her when I have her my ling ling Upon arrival hear a few angels sing But for now I'm just living and I'm learning Freezing and burning Working and earning If you don't get it Then you don't got the yearning Cause with or without you the world keep turning