Nanu Alidina - 905 lyrics

Verse: On the 6 side, wavy in the night-time, you ain't ever seen too much (much!) But on the 5-side, got a bright side, but I'm always in between too much On the bright side I'ma still ride for my k**a in the scene too much ‘Cause he can't eat and my family ain't ever really seen too much So I'm still getting' down with the sh** Smokin' all this fire ‘cause I'm lit, yeah! And I'm still down with my b**h Don't you f** around she'll probably throw a fit, yeah! And that's just how it is in my town, f** around you won't make it to the Sunday In the 905 and I'm hazy on a Monday I told my Momma that I'd make it, she said maybe one day! But I don't see no maybes ‘cause I'm crazy with the sh** and I ain't even gotta get into no gunplay If I go f** around today then I'ma lose it all tomorrow I don't really think that it'd be a fun day If another person tries to get between myself and my accomplishments then I can only ever put it one way Motherf** yo' team and everything that you be reppin', don't you make me come and pull up to that motherf**in' runway! I could never put it in a fun-way, no! I made dreams out my life Matter fact I really f**in' do it So I'm trying to live better than the dreams I'm havin' at night That's real sh**, workin' like a motherf**er Trying to live life but I'm looking' at the sky this Looking' at my girl like “why is life like this?” But right now there couldn't be a better night like, this… Chorus: I was running through the…with my… (with) I was running' through the 5 5, I was running (run) I was running through the, 5 I was running' through the 5 with my… (with) I was running' through the…aye I've been running' through the 5 with my… (with) I've been running through the…aye Verse: Runnin' through my thoughts while i'm runnin' through my city But I'm running out of patience and the time is always ticking I don't think that it's a problem, I just think it's unforgiving So I work like I'm Jamaican and I keep on f**in' winning, woo! What it do my g? You looking' kinda blue my g! (yeah?) Did I cause any problems? Time for you to lose my g ‘cause I Focus on the drive like the breaks don't work Focus on the music ‘cause the hate don't hurt Focus on the money ‘cause the fakes gon' chirp But it's natural selection so the fakes go first I'm a problem Beast, I'm a god-sent (facts) I ain't ever f**in' with that nonsense (facts) Push it to the limit ‘cause I know I need to get it like a fiend trying to get his f**in' toxins (woo!) Yeah I need to get it, need to get it, need to get it gotta make it out the mothaf**in' province (wow) Do it all to win it I don't look at the percentage of the people talkin' sh** about my content I don't give a f** at all I'm just really trying to ball and show my city I can make it to the top without a sponsor Show ‘em I don't need to be a goon on the streets, and my family I don't need to be a doctor Hold my own f**in' hold my own (yeah) Always hold my own From the money to the clothes to the riches to my dick Always hold my own So I'm workin' like a motherf**er Trying to live life but I'm looking' at the sky like this Looking' at my girl like “why is life like this?” But right now there couldn't be a better night like…yeah Chorus: x1