Slient Thoughts

Life story bout us could be fuckin scary I'm that first generation Canadian (First generation Canadian) My parents (My parents) Dukes and dem Yea they were fobs in 80's Isn't that crazy (That shit crazy) I was weary Couldn't get lazy (Couldn't get lazy) My eyes faded (My eyes faded, faded, faded) Grabba in this weed got my head tumbin Not from the suburbs They call them unsubs cuz they don't fuckin know them The cold cuts Public transit (TTC) Trust me I was in them Thinking bout life through the fuckin window Sitting back keepin 6 can't afford to slack Preaching from this perspective but what else is there to except Niggas make hits on innocent and claim it (I don't rate that) They told me not to trip about it (Not trip) I can't save them (Cant save them) 87 T-top cutlass reminds me of a yawdman with some cutlass (Cutlass) Can't keep the sneakers lace no more No attachments Jus Fendi purse She like the other ones I coerces Thinking I'm better off without you I hope you didn't fall for me Thinking bout all times you f*ck me over Look at all these niggas Ain't none above me Quiet darkskin She speaks to me lovely Not a thought of you on mind left you behind Baby pipe down You Thinking I'm better off without you I hope you didn't fall for me Thinking bout all times you f*ck me over Look at all these niggas Ain't none above me Quiet darkskin She speaks to me lovely Not a thought of you on mind left you behind Baby pipe down You got decline