"Life Cycle" lyrics

Dave East & Harry Fraud Lyrics

"Life Cycle"

Everything in life is a cycle, man
Don't get caught up in the same shit, uh
Blocks that was abandoning now Starbucks, CVS and shit
They don't look the same outside
Tryna provide something different for the queens I produce
Show him the difference between the lies and the truth
It's all perspective, never neglect the things you blessed with

Auntie kept her arms covered, years of her injectin'
Her love is sweet and sady, but the dope got her infected
I done seen it all, her son was tryna ball, he wanted the Lexus
Heard it was cheaper down in Dallas, nigga lost his life in Texas
Everything is real when you see that hearse spinnin' the corner
Know the reaper round you, and just to make it worse, he creep up on you
I done read the scriptures, praying with grandma before she left me
I can't complain I'm living, I know her spirit never neglect me
Help me walk this path, be the light to the dark, I can't see
Told me as an adolescent ain't nothing you can't be
The coldest nights I ever felt, I still be thinking 'bout 'em
I be drinking 'bout 'em
Out the blue I might just tweak about 'em
Cell nights, I spent those
JPay's, I sent those
Cause just got a Benz from sellin' trays that look like mentos
Uncle hustled, early 90's, was talkin' bout them yellow tops
Harlem been on fire, we just get fly while the devil watch
Several blocks when nigga turn legends, some shit'll never stop
Your pops was hatin' in the cold, wonder why you ain't never hot
Hereditary, I found out Malcolm died in February
Power and opinions cost a lot, they want you dead and buried
The way a couple homies checked, it was unnecessary
I become more of a threat when I get next to Harry
I had the quantity, the quality wasn't right
Ridin' filthy, my whole life flash
The cop put on them lights, slowed the whip down
Thinkin', should I stop or hit this right?
Knowin' if he search this car
They probably gon' sentence me tonight
Everything turned to a gamble
Allah won't show you if you ain't ready yet
I done scrambled, the flyin' of tropics and sandles
Private spots with the family with private stock of the brandy
Cigars smokin', no english spoken, this ain't Miami
If Mona Lisa walked out that paintin' and took her clothes off
I would pack my life up in a go-yard and tell her, don't talk
Smoke and think about the price of this shit that we both caused
Da Vinci couldn't imagine us in traffic playin' Mozart
That's the music Barbra played, Beethoven, and Marvin Gaye
Still I ask what's goin' on with bags on me like laundry day
If you quarter back read the defense before you call a play
The news said he ain't even run, shot him and walked away
Tomorrow, never promise, so be honest, if we talk today
It's hard to ride if God ain't on your side you better park and pray


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