DC...or the district as we call it...is in the midst of major changes...gentrification is in the later stages
...homicide rate at historic lows as building rise higher everywhere
While i see ghosts of hustlers selling Crack at hundreds of open air markets
As addiction swept entire neighborhoods all for the profit When Crack hit the streets...the levels of violence rise
Caught residents...police and even politicians by suprise.... the criminal element was a staple in the hood... many taken under....and few beat the odds to get all good...
And tho i never got too too deep in the mud
The life sure as hell got too too deep in my blood
I done seen...Bricks on deck friends with the connect skirr skirrrt in the vision mane
Plus pounds of that loud since im f**ing wit it now
You know I gotta winning plan
Im the genie in the bongg
You can not go wrong
Light it up and breathe it in
I got what you need
3.5s to Elways to even Adrian Petersons
Hard to trust new n***as
So I keep my distance til I had the time to feel em out
We went from smoking out a bando to scoping out a lambo stuntin hard and peeling out
Now dese b**hes on dicks
Spreading all dese rumors ain't no telling what my shorty heeeard
Every time these thots gossip
Talking bout dem n***as off of Benning rd and 43
Im a ride for my n***as ima die for my n**gz get high wit my n***as (ayyyyy)
I be coolin wit my b**hes i be foolin wit my b**hes smokin hooka wit dem and the baaeee
Bookbag full of d**
Ima mash with the thugs
Wtf you thought it was joke im screaming gamesta and i ran with the plug
See i been working retail all my life so work been easy and it keep a n***a fresh as sh**
Meanwhile i got them wholesales all becuz the homies i grew up wit and sh** we represent
So now the power and the juice
Starting to get a boost On Both sides of the fence
Over there im getting promotions salary increases over here i keep the best sh**
And everybody blowing everybody blowing everybody high erybody erybody going
Lookin for the new gas not erybody holdin
Pull the loud out to a loud mouth now erybody knowing
The squares to the thugs the rappers to the nerds
My n***as in the hood the thotties in the burbs
The people in high places i promised i wouldn't say a word
To my hippies doing yoga let it burn baby burn