Ausi - Corner Store (feat. Shyheim Nwadiei & Sneak The Poet) Lyrics

I was sittin' on a corner
Pitter-patter, pat, when the cycle swoon
When I matched wooden trail tails
Zebra cakes and cell phones
With the minutes on, pockets filled, Debbie songs
Sirens for my hunger, won't be feigning long
Corner store, storing rations for the heat
Arizona, Brisk tea and Corona's for my mama
Tryna flee from them corners of our past
Bloody floors, broken glass, tattered to out lash
Droppin' tears, hug you, mama, it's okay, you ain't bad
Blame for every predecessor, painting us with metal clamps
The champ in his hometown
I'll be damned if niggas try to freeze me at that corner store
Shit, still cop the Debbies when I'm low
Baby, drop it low, I been feelin' low
Poverty a drug, riches comin' slow
But I'm almost there, tryna hold you close
Posted up at the corner store
Everybody needs somethin', what you come here for?
Is it a pack of M&M's?
Some Hennessy, gas for the Benz?
Blunt wraps for your mans, product for the fiends
Got him comin' back again for a pack of parliaments
And a lottery ticket hopin' one day we win
Hopin' God will understand why we live this way
In a cycle of karma, part of these feelings
Are matched with the body armor
My skin thick like elephants, but problems irrelevant
She took my attention when that ass walked by
So shake what your mama gave you, baby, I don't mind
I met her at the corner store, she was on my dick by 9PM
Ménage à trois with her and the friends
And when I'm done, I leave to do it all over again
At the corner store
At the corner store
At the corner store
Keep your eyes open
At the corner store
Keep your eyes open
Everything ain't always what it seems to be
Keep, keep, keep your eyes open
Keep, keep, keep your eyes open
Keep, keep, keep your eyes open
Keep your eyes, keep your eyes open
Let me get like some fiji water, let me get
4 vegan wraps and some papers, man
You know what I mean? Organic
Rock, rock, rock with me, baby, like crack in a pot
This gon' pop like the 80s, give me top
When I found her, she was lost in amazement
High-class flavor, God favored, this is Hades
I'm a living contradiction, smoothest nigga talking
Blame it on the refs, it was over before it started
Game full of stars, starters and benchwarmers
Clutch players who can swish it when the crowd roaring
We balling, our court is the corner store
Where we used to take orders
Used to stuff our pockets, made the cashier watch us
When she say something, this is damn near extortion
I'm way too important
Stat sheet crazy, 20 swerves this morning
Back-to-back games, so that's really like 40
ESPN, I should be on 30 for 30
Other team out of shape and they bitches looking birdie
James Worthy of rap, yes, you heard me correct
Nah, I'm more like Klay, I don't get enough respect
In my town, I'm like Steph
Goof say that that's a diss, really more than an assist
Really more than legit, the epitome of wit, yeah
Heavy with a crown, my son gon' be a prince
Went and got it on my wrist, 48th Street raised
Born broke, but die rich, nigga
Born broke, but die rich, nigga