QUEEN ANNE

Yo, I went from door to door until my fuckin' feet hurt Stupid sneakers with them holes on the bottom Petty problems that just need to get gotten, I'm tryna build up my options They tryna tear down the prophet, I told em they cannot stop it I told em I cannot stop it, 'til the suburbs is poppin', with every boy from the projects And every black girl's deposits recede from droppin', huh Imma tryna fly with the goddess I'm tryna pass on my knowledge I'm tryna give what I've gotten, yuh I'm in the back of this paddy wagon, just playing madden I used my magic to cure up the madness Cuz all the sadness in my city make for something tragic I cannot have it, I cannot have it Northbound in the desert, pop a stick when my head hurt I do this shit for the pleasure of every 'lil brother witta single mother, stressing for coverage In a hurry to her six to six, needa find someone to watch her kid, yuh I know the feeling always feeling stuck, I know the feeling always feeling stuck Where's the love? Man, where the love? Now I been trippin' on trash, my hood a fuckin' mess My niggas fucking stressed, in a way I feel we blessed I found a chest, that was signed for The Prince of the West Inside you never would guess, I gotta show em we blessed I'm chasing property, I hope my niggas follow me I went from 'lil nigga living, to the top of Queen Anne I got a plan, man I feel like the man They say I can't but I can, I got a list of demands, yuh These bitches Anderson Cooper, man they keep asking questions I'm like a teacher with students, they way I'm servin' lessons I tend to speak to the letter, I never fold under pressure And for the better I would say get a sweater, cuz there some cold weather coming Never runnin', always gunnin', gettin' somethin' for nothing Never stress on the progress, we got bills to deposit Take a mil for the content, Imma map out the context In every song that we dropping, yuh