Treadmill Lifestyle - Vice Souletric, Reks, G. Huff

Look out the window

See my?

struggling

Dudes thugging him

On the boulevard hustling

Selling dope for the fuck of it

And loving it

Snitching on the same niggas

That they got in trouble with

Treadmill lifestyle

The cycle never ends

Spirit of my friends

Blowing in the wind

Got a couple relatives

In the pen

Never gonna see them again

So I don’t write letters

But I encourage their kids

To try to be better

Go to school and get good grades

During semesters

Looking back

On my old neighbourhood

Things done changed from Logan Avenue

To Ravenwood

My high school sweetie

Is smoking crack now

A few of my homies

Is shooting smack now

Some vengeance and tourniquets

In the background

Treadmill lifestyle

The cycle never ends

Treadmill lifestyle the cycle never ends

Spirit of my friends blowing in the wind

Treadmill lifestyle the cycle never ends

Spirit of my friends blowing in the wind

Treadmill lifestyle the cycle never ends

Spirit of my friends blowing in the wind

Treadmill lifestyle the cycle never ends

Spirit of my friends blowing in the wind

Shit that little nigga copped a brand new burner

Heard them shots was burping

The moment was talking murder cycle of the

Treadmill lifestyle the never ending turner

Revolving doors below the earth

Behind the walls you know your worth

But still be lost

Still be on them avenues

Pounding the frost off the Timberland

Daddy was a thug you resembled him

Intention to carry the cross

Nah you carrying tradition

To be the son of a gangster

Come with the perception

You fill up his shoes

Foot steps in direction

Aim with perfection

Stick up kids

Section .80 out for dinner plates

Barely pressing against the spine

Take a glimpse in the mind

Ain’t no blimps in your world man

Sure sign

Niggas gone do whatever but cha ching

Rob, kill, steal, poverty, real

You know what I mean

Treadmill lifestyle the cycle never ends

Spirit of my friends blowing in the wind

Treadmill lifestyle the cycle never ends

Spirit of my friends blowing in the wind

Treadmill lifestyle the cycle never ends

Spirit of my friends blowing in the wind

Treadmill lifestyle the cycle never ends

Spirit of my friends blowing in the wind

When you raised on the north side of Youngstown

Never put our guns down

In the spot where the drugs found

Crack vials on the ground

Niggas tripping wild

Prostitutes on the prowl for another mile

Brenda’s got another baby

And another mouth to feed

Can’t succeed in the streets

Can barely eat making $ 200 a week

Kids need shoes on their feet

It’s that deep

Children eating cold cuts

For the whole month

With the Ramen noodles

Kool-Aid and toast strudels

That’s all you get

That’s all you got

You want more so you resort

To hitting the block

Flipping the box

Licking them shots

Killing sprees, robberies

Non-stop

Treadmill lifestyle

The cycle never ends

Trapped in poverty

Still praying for a Benz

Treadmill lifestyle the cycle never ends

Spirit of my friends blowing in the wind

Treadmill lifestyle the cycle never ends

Spirit of my friends blowing in the wind

Treadmill lifestyle the cycle never ends

Spirit of my friends blowing in the wind

Treadmill lifestyle the cycle never ends

Spirit of my friends blowing in the wind