文本歌词

Perfected On Puritan Ave. - Black Milk
Now that I think about it
You ain't from full dreams put the ball at hand
The rap game was a fall back plan
Crown was the only 'cross the street when we were young
Always heard as gram my tripping while we're playing 21
OG at the block used to call the man
Throwin money and on every game we're playing in
505 people from the you better win
Put the reminestry eye eye
Let's play the ten to that knock on the door
We hear it from his mom saying mentions got all
We don't know if we gonna survive
And the same couldn't stop the bleeding from his brain
He's gone tears share the block was never the same
It's time passes
Yeah puritan ave looking over your shoulder
You don't realize you from the ghetto
Till you get a little older
On summer time high be summer time spitely
Somehow I had the white ring rover put nightly
Call my n**ga dray up
Like yo I got this whipsless tip
You cd six step wanna lay up when you see that creep in
Great goose hoped in rooms like every weekend
Which I wanna blaze up
Blowin' money at the young age
To expect from some young players
That never seen and never had nothing
But make money or making rap sh*t
And start living fast put some cash stuntin'