Ramona Park Legend, Pt. 1 Lyrics - Summertime 06 - Vince Staples

Hey, I'm just a nigga until I fill my pockets 

And then I'm Mr. Nigga, they follow me while shoppin' 

I feel like Mickey Richards, they feel like Muddy Waters 

So tell me what's the difference, so tell me what's the difference? 

My momma was a Christian, Crip walkin' on blue-waters 

Was fadin' up in Davis, then walkin' back to Palmer 

A fro like Huey partner, Auntie Angie had them choppers 

So tell me what's the difference, so tell me what's the difference? 

I feel like "Fuck Versace", they rapin' nigga's pockets 

And we don't get acknowledged, just thank me for the profit 

A prophet just like Moses, if Moses look like Shaka 

Zulu, my .44 loaded, I'm aimin' at Nirvana 

My bitch look like Madonna, they starin' at katana 

Waiter still ain't brought the chopsticks, should have brought the chopper 

Uber driver in the cockpit look like Jeffrey Dahmer 

But he lookin' at me crazy when we pull up to the projects 

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See, this weight is on my shoulders, pray Jehovah lift me up 

And my pain is never over, pills and potions fix me up 

I just want to live it up, can a motherfucker breathe? 

Life ain't always what it seems, so please just lift me up 

Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up 

Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up 

Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up 

We love our neighborhood, so all my brothers bang the hood 

I never vote for presidents, the presidents that changed the hood 

Is dead and green, was standin' on this mezzanine in Paris, France 

Feel despairs cause most my homies never finna get this chance 

All these white folks chanting when I asked 'em where my niggas at? 

Goin' crazy, got me goin' crazy, I can't get wit' that 

Wonder if they know, I know they won't go where we kick it at 

Ho, this shit ain't Gryffindor, we really killin', kickin' doors 

Fight between my conscious, and the skin that's on my body 

Man, I need to fight the power, but I need that new Ferrari 

Man, I breathe in, bleed this, Poppy Street 

I shot them guns cause talk is cheap 

Bow your head and pray, okay, now walk wit' me 

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See, this weight is on my shoulders, pray Jehovah lift me up 

And my pain is never over, pills and potions fix me up 

I just want to live it up, can a motherfucker breathe? 

Life ain't always what it seems, so please just lift me up 

Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up 

Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up 

Lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up, lift me up