Listen to Perfected On Puritan Ave. by Black Milk

Perfected On Puritan Ave.

Black Milk

Hip-Hop/Rap

385 Shazams

Lyrics

Now that I think about it You ain't from, full dreams put the ball at hand The rap game was a fall back plan Crown was the only cross the street when we were young Always heard as gram my tripping while we're playing 21 OG at the block, used to call the man Throwin money and on every game we're playing in 505 people from the..., you better win Put the reminestry, eye-eye, let's play the ten to that... knock on the door We hear it from his mom, saying mentions got all We don't know if we gonna survive, And the same couldn't stop the bleeding from his brain He's gone tears share, the block was never the same. It's time passes. Yeah, puritan ave, looking over your shoulder You don't realize you from the ghetto till you get a little older On summer time, high be, summer time spitely Somehow I had the white ring, rover put nightly My nigga dray up, like yo I got this whipsless chick You wanna lay up when you see that creep in Great goose, hoped in, rooms like every weekend, ... just wanna blaze up, Blowin' money at the young age, to expect from some young players That never seen and never had nothing But make money or making rap shit, And start living fast put some cash stuntin'
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