The Fatboy - Sour Grapes

Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes ha
We was good, we was good, now we great ha
Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes ha
Use to love us in the hood now they hate ha
Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes ha
We was good, we was good, now we great ha
Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes ha
Use to love us in the hood now they hate ha
I woke up in a motherfuckin' daze or a stroke a genius
Strike a match and start a blaze oh Lord Jesus
Grew up wishing I had came up on the other side
I made that wish what seems like over a hundred times
I love the underground
But everybody got a favorite song, why it can't be one of mine
Fuck it, I'ma keep it moving for the grown folk
Fuck it, market saturated get ya rain coat
Yeah, one time for the real niggas
And all the baby mom's that don't deal with us
Rent due, lights due, water due
Oh Lord tell me wtf I'm gonna do
Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes ha
We was good, we was good, now we great ha
Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes ha
Use to love us in the hood now they hate ha
Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes ha
We was good, we was good, now we great ha
Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes ha
Use to love us in the hood now they hate ha
It's still AM to PM, hit me in my DM
If you really bout that life and tryna pack out coliseum
Tryna stack up my per diem, carpe diem I don't fuck with them
It's just my notebook and a fuckin' pen
I get my hopes up with this cup of gin I turn my nose up at new fuckin friends
This game is just pretend, North side I represent
Been doing this shit since I was ten boys to... men
Boyz II Men
I woke up on the wrong side of the tracks on the north side nigga black
To the southside sold crack, on the outside of the trap
All this wishing and hoping and shit
When everybody think that I'm doper than this
Did anybody think that I'm going thru shit
With the beat and the words that I wrote over it
Ha
Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes ha
We was good, we was good, now we great ha
Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes ha
Use to love us in the hood, now they hate ha
Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes ha
We was good we was good now we great, ha
Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes, Sour Grapes ha
Use to love us in the hood now they hate ha

Written by:
Christopher Brown

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