I Play Forever Royce Da 5'9" (Ft. Grafh)

[Intro]
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo (Uh-uh)
Doo-doo-doo (Uh)

[Chorus: Grafh]
I fell in love with the street life
I-I fell in love with the street, that's no lie
No lie, no, no lie
No lie, no, no lie
I fell in love with the street life, I (Boo-boo-boo-boom)

[Verse 1: Grafh]
Look, got a raw deal, not at all chill
Nigga, we run up under your food like shopping cart wheels
My Glock, make you hop and cartwheel for props
Your block got a cough feel, my name dollar bill
Holla y'all ill, gotcha
Truck tough like a build Tonka
Still conquer, with the steal like contra
Still pop you through your shield, holla (Boo)
I wasn't in the room, but on the mini scooter
Or lickin' hooters with a spliff for Buddha
I was in the inner city sewer, underground dirty-dirty, in the manure
Clip in the Ruger 'cause I was raised different than you were
Nigga, I'm awesome, get off 'em, you all dumb
You all wonder where I get all of my ambience from
You all wonder how I come from the swamp and the pond scum
Peon, comparin' me to y'all is beyond dumb, biatch
Me, I'm from where it's dark as Hell
'Round the corner from death, right across from Hell
I am Orson Welles tossed in the garbage pail
I'm from the bottom not from Harvard or Yale, darlin'