Interlude lyrics
by Project Pat
You know, it's like. A lot of these n*ggas get behind their microphones, and they talk this street sh*t, know what I'm sayin'?
And they not telling the whole f*cking story about this street sh*t though. They're f*cking these young n*ggas up. They're f*cking these young n*gga's heads up. They got n*ggas thinking that peaches and cream. Which I really like. This sh*t ain't peaches and cream. Know what I'm saying? It's like, they're glorifying certain parts about this sh*t, but they're not telling the whole f*cking story about this sh*t. It's ups and downs in this sh*t. Know what I'm talking about? It's like, n*ggas shed tears in this sh*t. Blood in this sh*t. Know what I'm talking about? So that's why I name my sh*t High Class Street Music. I give n*ggas the whole mother f*cking story on this sh*t. n*ggas turned up and into something. Some n*ggas don't make it out. A couple of us do. But most of us don't. You smell me?