New Warleans - Kidd Kidd

Know what I mean?

I get it by all means?

It’s all on me

This is my city, this is where I’m from

There’s a lot of love, New Warleans

Street fame

This big gun in my pants go boom

Like a bad smell it’ll air out the room

In the morning right before your kids go to school

Who would have knew by lunch time that he’ll be on the news

Reporting live from the city of the blues

Investigators looking for clues, blues

These hard rhymes come from hard times

My pa was doing life, he caught hard time

Somebody died, here come the second line

Time to crack a smile, hold your cries inside

You see the pain in her face through a smirk

Celebratin' with your face on a shirt

You thought Katrina was the worst thing that happened to us?

You thought that FEMA money was enough?

But we gotta get it by all means

Trynna survive in the city of New Orleans

So fuck yesterday, say yes to the day

Because who knows if we gon' see tomorrow anyway

Only lord knows if we gonna die today

So we livin' everyday like it’s Friday, hey

Like it’s Friday

We livin' everyday like it’s Friday, hey

Only lord knows if we gon' die today

So we livin' everyday like it’s Friday

High grade Adidas, anybody lead us

We left the house of blues and then we took it to Anita’s

My niggas got the heaters, say they comin' out to meet us

We headed to together, said they’ll prolly try to cheat us

Trippin' off my homie, I’m knowin' that he a rat

He be reachin' out his hand at me, I don’t be reachin' back

Be like, oh since you got money now nigga that’s how you act?

I read the paperwork and, yo homie, I know the facts

I had trouble with the law, but this ain’t the same issue

Now I realize we ain’t cut from the same tissue

I was tryin' to trim my mustache, but the lights went off

Nigga trynna joke about I used to pipe them off

Back in early Magnolia when boys done had flippers

When tourin' in?

was four and a half niggas

The hood is all chains, the spirit is gold in it

None made the same, the feeling was authentic

Little brothers, enjoy y’all life while y’all here man

This shit ain’t promised

You know these niggas try like a mu' fucka in N-O man

I can’t believe this shit

Little niggas man, just droppin' off the porch man

Just comin' out the womb, 12−13

Grabbin' that iron swingin' at mu fuckas

Pay attention homies

You know I’m not only livin' for me right now, I’m livin' for my kids man

And I suggest you do the same thing

You got a lot to live for homie, pay attention

Hey, Kidd Kidd, I love you for this nigga

Niggas get to hear that real shit, you feel me?

Uptown, downtown, stay connected nigga, I see you