Booka600 Promising (feat. Park Hill)
[Intro]
DJ, yeah, let's go, let's go
[Chorus: Park Hill & Booka600]
They say the life that we live ain't promised
But I been headin' down this road from a youngin
I used to feel those hunger pains in my stomach
They never thought I would make it, now I got it
In my hood I am a star, could've went and bought a watch
But instead I bought a belt down and sit right on my block
And they say that life we livin' ain't promising tomorrow
It ain't promising tomorrow
[Verse 1: Booka600]
We gon' let 'em make assumptions
We gon' live to see tomorrow
And them doughboys make them dumps
Gotta watch out for the cops
And them shooters load that pump
Gotta hit 'em from afar
Gotta watch the bitches you f..ck
They'll burn you through that condom
Gotta watch the niggas you trust
They'll send bullets through your body
And it's 'posed to be just us
But these niggas move too funny
We ain't hangin' 'round no junkies
We ain't hangin' 'round no dummies
On tour, we f..ckin' snow bunnies
If Von f..ckin', need her buddy
Then we switchin', ain't no cuddlin'
It's late, I need my cut in
You finesse me, you ain't my brother
Then them bullets get to touch you
No nigga, this ain't no T'ussin
This drink, you gotta love it
In the streets, I'm so above it
Gotta watch over all my brothers, yeah yeah
[Chorus: Park Hill & Booka600]
They say the life that we live ain't promised
But I been headin' down this road from a youngin
I used to feel those hunger pains in my stomach
They never thought I would make it, now I got it
In my hood I am a star, could've went and bought a watch
But instead I bought a belt down and sit right on my block
And they say that life we livin' ain't promising tomorrow
It ain't promising tomorrow
[Verse 2: Park Hill]
Gotta choose what make you better
I love my bitch, I be so careful
If I ever was to fall, Durk send that ladder
Man, I promise I miss my dawg, right now I'ma let him
And I remember we used to crawl, but now we steppers
Fast cars with the silver pedal
That bitch she get sentimental
Can't put drugs in my system
Just make me lose my mentals
At shows, I don't need credentials
I'm an artist, I got potential
And I ride with all these sinners
Pray the Lord, He just forgive us, yeah, yeah
Pray the Lord, He just forgive us, yeah, yeah
Pray the Lord, He just forgive us, yeah, yeah
Send his bullet right through his tissue, yeah, yeah, yeah
Put the nigga right out his misery, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Park Hill & Booka600]
They say the life that we live ain't promised
But I been headin' down this road from a youngin
I used to feel those hunger pains in my stomach
They never thought I would make it, now I got it
In my hood I am a star, could've went and bought a watch
But instead I bought a belt down and sit right on my block
And they say that life we livin' ain't promising tomorrow
It ain't promising tomorrow
[Outro]
DJ, yeah, let's go, let's go
