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The Projects Lyrics - Singles - Handsome Boy Modeling School

It may take a long time but my house will last forever 

And it will have been worth it 

What are you going to build your house with? 

 

Yo I'm stayin' where we gettin' crazy love 

My noisy neighbors live just above me 

Up in 13-A, there's drama everyday 

The Super say he gon' fix the heat for sure 

 

Tchk, I done heard it five times before three locks on every door 

'Cause some folks got the tendency to take 

It ain't Beverly Hills, more like Stephanie Mills 

I never knew love like this could ever exist 

 

Four corners in your metropolis yo it's the PJays pah 

We exquisite like cars made in foreign see ain't a day out here 

Ever boring where gunshots keep you up instead of heavy snoring 

Pipes dripping, instead of rivers pouring 

 

The elevator's broken down 

(Damn!) 

And man I'm needin' a lift 

Thank God we don't stay up on the twenty-fifth floor 

Yo we ain't always at war it's a lot about the Projects 

I do adore 

 

But you wouldn't understand it the PJays is like another planet 

Heavy like granite you wouldn't understand it 

The cops will catch you drawers down red-handed, it's outlandish 

But you wouldn't understand it the PJays is like another planet 

You wouldn't understand it the cops will catch you drawers down 

Red-handed, it's outlandish yo it's the PJays 

 

('Cause where I come from where we live is called the Projects) 

The PJays 

('Cause where I come from you might, might, might, might get done) 

The PJays 

('Cause where I come from where we live is called the Projects) 

The PJays 

('Cause where I come from what was that you said?) 

 

Come to our projects bout fo' in the morning 

So I can tell you what be goin' on there 

One block gunshots some hot stuff 

Sell it to you for a buck, boy that ain't enough 

 

(C'mon) 

Handcuffs on your brother man my wife's wonderin' 

When you gonna fix that tenant's plumbing man? 

I'm tired this ghetto's cool but it's on fire 

I see this fool with a crack pipe, lookin' wired 

 

Hookers for hire, look at the plywood 

(What, look) 

On the building where termites is living 

(EW) 

My wife sleeps peacefully, it ain't easy to me 

'Cause I'm tripping off these peoples with they thievery 

 

Black white Chicano, hell if I know 

Every guy know about the stolen cell phone 

I got the hook up police got me shook up in court, can't even fart 

It's okay though, I got the building, that pay dough 

 

But some tenants act like they can say no 

(Hey) 

I'm gettin' older in my years feel me? I got a folder worth of fears 

(Yup) 

But it's cool, we gotta make it better don't take my sweater 

(Make it better, c'mon) 

Y'all make my head hurt I ain't even gonna finish this song 

It's too long I'ma watch Cops, in my La-Z-Boy, in my thong 

 

But you wouldn't understand it the PJays is like another planet 

Heavy like granite you wouldn't understand it 

The cops will catch you drawers down red-handed, it's outlandish 

But you wouldn't understand it the PJays is like another planet 

You wouldn't understand it the cops will catch you drawers down 

Red-handed, it's outlandish yo it's the PJays 

 

('Cause where I come from where we live is called the Projects) 

The PJays 

('Cause where I come from you might, might, might, might get done) 

The PJays 

('Cause where I come from where we live is called the Projects) 

The PJays 

('Cause where I come from what was that you said?) 

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