Most N Avenue

[Hook] Hey motherfucker why are you sad? You should be glad like a ziploc bag Why do you want what you never had? Ain't that the story unfolds niggas as [Verse 1] My dear, dear niggas I see you Rolling down Most Niggas" Avenues In your fancy car slipping and sliding Shifting and gliding Who told you it was cool to have a Chrysler 300 with no winter tires? Fool, you got it cause it look like a phantom The only phantom you seen was by Andrew Lloyd Weber, nigga No secondhand shop niggas You want to have it new That's how most niggas do on Most Niggas' Avenue Where a one hundred thousand dollar watch can afford TTC All dressed up and no where to go $200 shoes $500 jeans You're a walking oxymoron Can't pop your collar and still be in the hood, nigga Most niggas won't get that till later He a nigga trapped so now you want to trap The only try that you see was intended for a rat Seen a nigga rap now you want to rap But your punchlines weak and your metaphors crap Oh you drink Ciroc right? How did I know? That's the favorite drink on Most Niggas' Avenue What happened to crystal my nigga? What happened to 40's my nigga? I bet if bath salts caught on you'd probably do that too Seen a brother take a shit now you like I want shit like that too Y'all niggas ain't even really niggas Just wannabee niggas of a wannabee nigga who's leasing all this shit Always want what you can't have, niggas Grass is always greener, no backyard niggas You came to a fork in the road and you went backwards nigga Back towards Most Niggas' Avenue Where most niggas travel through And if you ever come across a poet with an attitude Holla at your boy I sometimes traveled on that road too Nigga