Cornerstore Lyrics - Singles - Joey Purp

[Hook] 

Yeah and I remember flamin' hots and cheese from out the cornerstore 

Stole these jeans, I sell 'em, I'm gon' buy me 20 nickle dros 

Dime rocks and nickle blows from niggas who ain't here no more 

And talking to my brother every week from off that prison phone, may never come home 

[Verse 1] 

But black son gone hood rich from a broke home 

Judges biased skin tone, no fighting when it's guns drawn 

I remember finding that revolver, I was looking through my closet 

Try'n to find my remote control car charger 

Wish I knew then, things I knew now but how it goes down 

Aimed it at my head and make a gun sound, ain't that a bitch? 

Adolescence ducking opposition, don't get too attached 

We made it through too much and ain't no looking back 

And opposites attract so I'm a magnet to these bitches and bitch niggas, that's tragic 

I'm out the mall cause they plastic, why pass the ball with my handles? 

It's off the wall, yeah I'll stand it 

Had a dream I wasn't stacking, I woke up screaming and gasping 

In the studio jamming, listening to Deelo Peace 

And no religion shit, Chiraq look like the Middle East 

And white kids deal with problems that we never knew to bother 

Arguing with they dads, we pray we ever knew our fathers 

Release day 2050, he'll never meet his daughter 

And trust that mothers bought a mirror at himself, look in the mirror and see myself 

Look in my eyes and see my hell and every tear I ever spilled 

Every problem resemble hell, when every day is jail 

I used to hit the blunt and get lifted and then envision 

Making college tuition flippin' a hundred chickens 

Now up in the corners where killers used to inhabit 

They built up the new condos, that's what our project building 

Raised by the movers and shakers and life takers 

Proper preparation, prepare for where life take us 

Blame it on the family structure, that's the news anchor 

But the teacher only taught us excuses for our behaviour 

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[Hook] 

And I remember flamin' hots and cheese from out the cornerstore 

Stole these jeans, I sell 'em, I'm gon' buy me 20 nickle dros 

Dime rocks and nickle blows from niggas who ain't here no more 

And talking to my brother every week from off that prison phone, may never come home 

[Bridge: TheMIND] 

I used to dream I was from somewhere else 

Somewhere [the sun don't?] wanna go 

Found myself at the corner 

I'm gonna [go?] for the cornerstore 

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[Verse 2: Saba (Joey Purp)] 

I left my house this morning with the intent of returning 

The last thing that I heard was the news of a murder 

That wasn't more than a couple blocks from where I rest my head 

But I'm certain that it was a stranger, that's how I detach myself from the situation 

My grandma asked if I had everything for school 

Seem like she growing more overprotective as I get older, she lost both of her sons 

And I can feel it when she kiss me, she don't sleep 'til I get home 

And she don't like me in the city 

(Grant it's nice in penitentiaries, I paint a picture that none of you get 

Police still shooting niggas but I ain't scared of shit) 

It's hostile out here as everyone have a bone to pick 

I look my granddad in his eyes and said I'll be home at 6 

To get to my bus I gotta walk pass the thugs on the corner 

And even if they know me, they gon' try me like some fucking foreigner 

Flash in the die pack, yelling good now, good now 

They do this every day and I tell 'em that I don't smoke shit 

My best friend from when I was 11 posted with the weapon 

Acting like he do not see me stepping to they section 

We used to hoop daily and treat it like a profession 

And now I'm walking by him like I'm some type of pedestrian 

I went to private school with most of these guys 

But ultimately I'm the only one who tried omitting the crime 

I turned the corner with caution and approach as I walked to the cornerstore 

There I passed the fiends, it seems all of 'em off it 

I just wanted them 50s, juicy crunchy curls 

I just wanted a little hoopty in case that train derail 

I missed my bus so I get to school and I'm late as hell 

That block and monster hoping they can make a sale 

[Hook] 

Yeah and I remember flaming hots and cheese from out the cornerstore 

Stole these jeans, I sell 'em, I'm gon' buy me 20 nickle dros 

Dime rocks and nickle blows from niggas who ain't here no more 

And talking to my brother every week from off that prison phone, may never come home 

[Outro] 

I need to escape now, now