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Foot Prints lyrics

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Foot Prints song lyrics by Boldy James official

Foot Prints is a song in English

Talk to me
Ayy, I talk back
Blockworks

Ain't a nigga in my city that don't know me for trap
Ask that nigga, "Did he have a Benz before he was rapping?"
I remember pushin' yams, selling dope in the Saturn
Before I ever took an advance the Rollie was platinum
Shook hands with some niggas that don't know me from Adam
Took it and ran, next one on me, fam, you know me fam, I owe you for that one
Bust down cabana bracelet on the wrist that I cooked with
To remind me of them grits and them zips and that good scent
Caught a fish and I hooked it, all the risks when we took trips
Niggas stepped on the work so good left a footprint

Sometimes when I talk to you, well, I
I just don't know what to say, what to say

Footprints in the sand, my Jesus walk with me, yeah
It's ConCreatures the fam, you know we all city, ayy
Talk to me, I talk back, now let's talk about it, uh-huh
Or turn your block to a blackboard and put some chalk around it
Where we at?

Slidin' Bentley 'round the city on skinnies with Shigs
Out of town with them plates getting fifty a clip
Niggas living on oasis to get hit with a Sig
Three bodies on the street, you can't get jiggy with this
Whole thing, half nine-piece, split it with Big
I've been doing this since back when Mel Gibson was Riggs
Lift the wig on that Roman candle, stick as big a twig
Fell asleep in the bando, I used to live in the Spig
Broke dance the whole satchel
Got some blow to hit harder than shrapnel
Front on Ukraine if you ain't gang, I'ma tax you
Used to play in Saint Matthew versus Melvin and Ced'
Read a text from my brother Wayne, "That nigga Delvin, he dead"
Put my hands on my head, sent a prayer for my mans
Told him when God send my flight, just to be there when I land
It's still ConCreatures

Sometimes when I talk to you, well, I
I just don't know what to say, what to say

Footprints in the sand, my Jesus walk with me, yeah
It's ConCreatures the fam, you know we all city, ayy
Talk to me, I talk back, now let's talk about it, uh-huh
Or turn your block to a blackboard and put some chalk around it
Where we at? let's get it
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Andre Conte, James Clay Jones III
Copyright: BMG Rights Management

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