Tap Dancing In The Streets
It’s always random for the heartless, 20 years, he grew a heart quick
Momma crying, she knew that soul left her son quick
Pain from terrorizing these streets for years, apologies flowing from his lips
What if it’s too late? I should of stayed on the sidewalks but I wanted to prove I could make my own plate
Street politics I wasn’t aware of, loaded pistol but I was shooting blind
Trying to fit in but I was just buying time
I wasn’t built for this life but I got in too deep
Fake OG’s, damn I wish someone would’ve warned me
There’s no handbook for this street code
Got jammed up for a homicide, this where my story unfolds
Voice of interrogation, they asking was it me
They threatening my family, asking me to just cop a plea
I already put momma through pain and agony
First 48, he just ratted on his whole faculty
Once the voice of the streets, now them killas after me
The cycle continues, for street cred it’s just another homicide
I shoulda stayed on the sidewalk instead of wiping my mommas eyes
Tap dancing in the streets got me full of heat
Talking to them police will leave you 6 feet deep
Having one foot in and one foot out will have you down in a drought
Don’t believe in the hype, that quick money can wait
Invest in your dreams, instead of having ya momma stay up late
Wondering will you escape
