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Vince Staples – Little Homies Lyrics

Vince Staples Little Homies Lyrics

Chase checks, little homie
‘Cause the money bring the power and respect, little homie
Give some dollars to your mama and invest, little homie
Do you, don’t worry ’bout the rest, little homie

Just be blessed, little homie
You don’t gotta crash out for the set, little homie
Keep your head on the swivel when you step, little homie
If them ** catch you slipping, it’s a wrap

But don’t worry ’bout that, little homie
It don’t matter where you from, where you at, little homie?
I was riding down South with the mask and the 40
Tryna get a **, now I’m getting love, getting money

Got it out the mud, I was hustling
I was running ’round, tryna run the bands
Know you say you wanted better
But you gotta feel the pressure
You feel it?

Life hard but I go harder
Life hard but I go harder
Life hard but I go harder
Streets cold but the road taught us
Concrete where the rose blossom
Life hard but I go harder
Hey, don’t crash out

Last time ** tried me
It was R.I.P’s, it was airbrushed tees
It was glass sitting on concrete
Love them east side streets, running with Fly Meach
‘Fore they booked cuh, let Pac free
‘Fore the F’s turned ICG
I was laced cleats, tryna make plays
‘Cause a broke ass ** don’t eat

If you woke up bitter, don’t come ’round me
Streets so played out, spread love, spread peace
If the police pull up, run, don’t freeze
Know they love to put a ** in the ground six feet

Got it out the mud, I was hustling
I was running ’round, tryna run the bands
Know you say you wanted better
But you gotta feel the pressure
Aye

Life hard but I go harder
Life hard but I go harder
Life hard but I go harder
Streets cold but the road taught us
Concrete where the rose blossom
Life hard but I go harder
Hey, don’t crash out

I know you see it
These streets made me a demon
These thoughts made me an artist
This card makes me elitist
If I swipe it, you got it
Just tell me what you’re dreaming

‘Cause I can make it come true ’round this bitch
What kind of ** said money don’t make you rich?
‘Cause he was bugging, blow the budget, baby, cut me a check
They arguing about my net worth over the net
They quantifying everything I ever did for the set
When every ** living for it still living in debt
It’s so moronic, so iconic
We platonic but sex is what she wanted
Sorry, I can’t move my 2 o’clock
Bad decisions over women everybody want
Left with nothing but a broken heart
You feel it?

Life hard but I go harder
Life hard but I go harder
Life hard but I go harder
Streets cold but the road taught us
Concrete where the rose blossom
Life hard but I go harder
Hey, don’t crash out (Break it down)

One man once said life is what you make it
Most ** don’t make shit, you know what I’m talking ’bout?
Late on rent, check to check
If that’s how you living, repeat after me

Say, “Things get better”
Everything gets better
Hey, keep your head up
Gotta keep your head up, keep your head up
You gotta keep your head up, feel the pressure
Stormy weather makes those clouds
Don’t look down, down, down
Just don’t look down, please don’t look down