Made in the East
Round here we don't know about love, all we know is deceit
Two extremes, Starve or feast
But one day we gon make it out of these streets
Made in the East
Round here we don't know about love, all we know is deceit
Two extremes, Starve or feast
But one day we gon make it out of the
Remember 012 had the bootcut jeans,
Back then in my earlier teens
Didn't know bout yutes sliding round with machines
It was me, JS and Migzy,
Baking at the AstroTurf tryna live our dreams
Cah back then we didn't have no fears,
Cah back then we didn't have no peers
Just three go getters on a pitch tryna grab them cheers
Then niggas started dying,
Bitches started lying and
Fear started thriving
Mummy knew that her son was a star,
I was kept in the yard tryna read bout titans
But when I stepped out she was frightened,
Cah she knew bout the ends and the violence
Could be her son at the sound of a siren
Could be her son at the sound of a siren
Been like this forever
Sun or snow, whatever the weather
Better not lack or get caught with a wetter
Or mumsy and you will just talk through a letter
I remember, all of those days
But fuck that shit man I'm tryna get paid
I'm tryna get Pounds, I'm tryna get cake
I'm tryna take care of my niggas, no Drake
Cah were
Made in the East
Round here we don't know about love, all we know is deceit
Two extremes, Starve or feast
But one day we gon make it out of these streets
Made in the East
Round here we don't know about love, all we know is deceit
Two extremes, Starve or feast
But one day we gon make it out Cah
I don't wanna be here no more
I don't wanna see tears no more
I dont wanna feel fear no more
Or have friends that ain't here no more
I just wanna live life with the bros
Somewhere Kway baking off with the homies (Upsuh)
Have my marj living stressfree on a jetski
Cause I blew off a check like Jeffrey (Young Thug)
But when I sit back
And think about the past
The Scars don't hurt no more but they last
Mental shit can't be fixed with a cast
But now I'm focused I'm tryna stick to the graft
Stick to the art
Stick to the sounds
Stick to my batch I can't ramp with no clowns
Same niggas here since the blazers were Brown
And bumping barriers on the Underground
Cah were
Made in the East
Round here we don't know about love, all we know is deceit
Two extremes, Starve or feast
But one day we gon make it out of these streets
Made in the East
Round here we don't know about love, all we know is deceit
Two extremes, Starve or feast
But one day we gon make it out of the