12 Stout Street lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Real Rx

[Verse]
I used to wake up in my room in the mornin'
Put on my dirty shoes in the mornin'
Heard mama cryin' last night
Think the lights finna go out
Only thing on my mind is hittin' a lick
Her n*gga in prison for doin' some sh*t
Say I'ma go to prison for doin' some sh*t
Only thing on my mind is boomin' a b*tch
12 Stout Street, I hated that house
I had to learn early on bein' a man about
My mama ain't never buy me sh*t
I sold drugs and robbed for all my sh*t
Mama said, "Baby, that was years ago"
I'm stressed 'bout sh*t happened years ago
This sh*t'd take a b*tch years to know
I cried in the cold 'til my tears was froze
I hit a lick to help my mama out
How the f*ck my mom the one kick me out?
How the f*ck you gonna send me out to thе streets?
How the f*ck you gonna say I can't come home to sleep?
How thе f*ck I come out your pus*y, you choose your husband like you knew that n*gga before me?
How the f*ck you gon' turn your back on me?
How the f*ck you gon' leave me flat on E?
How you gon' do that, knowin' they killed my dad?
You supposed to be my mom and my dad
I wish that f*ckin' house would burn down
I couldn't tell you then but, sh*t, I'll tell you now
For so many years, I held it down
I never in my life wanted to sell drugs
I would've been cool with playin' games and sh*t
But instead, I'm runnin' with the gang and sh*t
Robberies done turned into shootings
Your son done did a gang of sh*t
It'd take a year to explain this sh*t
We don't stay safe, we stay dangerous
They took my brother, that f*cked me up
Perc' after Perc', they f*ckin' me up
Thousand Percs later, still don't do nun'
sh*t's barely workin', supposed to make me numb
Had flashbacks to when I was young
b*tches used to laugh and call me a bum
I was with Face, shot my first gun
Before Neo or Jet Li, I was the one
My mom ain't see it but the streets did
Said I wouldn't be sh*t, streets made me sh*t
Going through withdrawal, got me sick
I'm stressin' back to back, I'm 'bout to flip
Don't look at me funny, you don't know sh*t 'bout me
Stood on the block with dreams of a Audi
Had a nightmare sleepin' in my Audi
A n*gga caught me lackin' and pulled me out it
Big-ass pistol to my mouthpiece
And it happened in front of 12 Stout Street