Yea
cyo we grown now
Check
cyo I always had a look of pride
Self esteem never had to shuck and jive
Look at the niggas on the corner as we took a ride
Momma working jobs just to provide
But fuck a 9 to 5
We ain't tryna strive
We wanna thrive
cnd live on other sides
Dropped me off at Lincoln kissed my cheek and then she had to slide
Mother of the year and as her son I felt I was the prize
We ain't have nowhere to lay our heads but we were still alive
Peace to aunt Bonnie we were over there like all the time
Us playing games and eating pizza
Bullet caps and hanging sneakers
Come to buff and that's gon be the biggest feature
the violence
But I was just a kid so it was silent
I wasnt gonna be like that I feel I kept my promise
I didn't meet too many kids with goals I had in common
But they were fucking kids so goals were not common
We coming up on 30 now it's closer to that timing
For us to settle down and lay some roots throughout the ground
Move the fam out to the burbs leave the hood and shit alone
If you father didn't say it then just listen to Damone
We were broken and alone
Having problems at our home
Safe to say it wasn't peachy like a Keisha plum poem
Yo but I was numbing all the pain
It was nostalgic when we pulled up east side
The love and hate from everybody it was all the same
I was as green as rectangles on the street signs
We gotta slow start
But you can't rush perfection it's a flow chart
Imagine if we produced the next Beethoven or Mozart
It's Buffalo forever glad to see we made it big
I remember those days when I was dreaming when I was just a Lincoln kid

cye mad love to Mz. Liz Shoutout all my Lincoln kids
c couple Niggas doing bids but S/o to my Lincoln kids
cyo it is what it is but Shoutout to my Lincoln kids
cye man I'm glad we do it big so shout out to the Lincoln kids