Terrace Martin
Terrace Martin - Pittsburgh songtekst
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[Wiz khalifa] Yeah, this for the 412, all the rhyming, all the grinding All the time I do it all for you Cause you raised me, never paid me And when a nigga needed money, you paid me Mixture with jamaican crazy, you make me Niggas but tell me not to fuck with you lately But I can't see, the day I ever turn my back On where I'm from, there might be some But that ain't me I love you to death, though at times you get crazy I ain't gonna lie, sometimes it feels like you hate me But don't get it fucked up, I know that this' tough luck And true appreciation's what you don't get enough of And you can trust, that I put nothing above you Scream out your name so I'll make everyone love you As much as I love you, it shouldn't surprise you I rep one from nigga, you know how I do I'm from pittsburgh [Chorus - terrace martin] The street lights, keep calling, I can see the mirrors falling In front on my face I see him Reaching out for me The wind blows, so subtle This is in my streets like chatter If I don't take this chance, they might not come around again Yeah, not a new blood in you, but you got an old soul [Wiz khalifa] The summer you hot, in the winter you so cold And most people don't know, that you got a start When I be on the road, they ask me who you are Never seen you before, but I'm letting them know though I didn't mean to leave you out and getting that show dough And I always come back to you, put my soul in this music when I rap to you Bleed the track for you Yeah, you got a habit of making the young nigga's dream Take a look at all he got in one bigger thing For you I'd give anything, And it's a shame to say, that sometimes You don't feel the same way But everything's still everything I'm just grinding for a time where my city see better days And I swear we'll never separate Everywhere I go, I let them know, I'm from pittsburgh [Chorus] The street lights, keep calling, I can see the mirrors falling In front on my face I see him Reaching out for me The wind blows, so subtle This is in my streets like chatter If I don't take this chance, they might not come around again Again, again, again, yeah, again Again, again, again, yeah, again