Minor League City by Miles From Nothing Lyrics
Minor League City
They don’t ever really look up at us, for success? They on they toes, reachin for the shelf right past us
And half’ll never succeed forget a college degree, tryna stack a lil bitta cash up out roamin the streets
Preachin reachin da soul hollows, no role models, the code follows, simple rules
That’s that get it for the low motto, that steady skip school motto, scrap without a tool motto
Know nothing comin easy, we be on that never lose motto, drivin on these broken roads
Passin all the stores that close, And we live through all of those, detours and forclosure notes
Never had it to start so what the hell you gonna take? Huh? Mendin heavy hearts
Tryna paint a brighter day for us, And they never wanna hear us speak, but we gotta reach
Never want us makin moves so I swear I gotta take the lead, Weak, but building bones
Pressin on, see we getting strong, never cared for no-ones thoughts, we racin beat the odds!
Chorus: ILLiJah
Tryna get our people involved, tryna duck the heat of the law
Tryna have a little bit of faith when we think of tomorrow, But it’s hard
When you don’t really have a lot, n they don’t expect you to hit the stage and walk for graduation
We steady chasin' for ventilation, something new there’s gotta be more than just here
But here’s the only place we know, So we pick pride over fear, baby carriages
With mothers barely older than them, She ain’t even out of high school yet out here a popular trend
Dang, and we from that, Barely pay for rent money! Tryna have that bitch I’ll be ok money!
Concrete coverin' roses we rose up, Parents workin' 3 jobs man our youngin's is grown
And it’s a shame, if opportunities there you don’t take it
Cuz we die for the tools you take for granted on daily basis
Slavin building from the dirt, shirts blue collars, we show
Pride right through the struggle, as we smile, prosper and grow
(We from that) Danng homie, in high school you was the mann homie
Da hell happened to you?! used to have all of the ladies talking to you during school
Now you live at home with mom and dad and ain’t got nothing else to do! Auh
And that’s a regular story, n it’s such a shame! Livin life in the dark blinded by the pourin rain
But underdogs got twice the fight as yall, and if you chucked my watch, still couldn’t throw my timing off, (we close!)
Bridge: MFN
And we started out below, below the status quo
& even in the light, they barely see us glow
But know I'm not alone, I got everyone involved
Yea I got 'em all with me, in this minor league city
This just a minor league city!
Bridge:
Ok, see we been counted out our whole life, seen classmates quittin' after junior high, best smiles hide the deepest scars, so we ain't intimidated by you privileged ones, just told me speak the truth, need a leader, mirror sayin' yo that leaders you, so this my shot, our story, I’m just speakin' though, yall the ones who wrote it for me
Chorus: ILLiJah
They don’t ever really look up at us, for success? They on they toes, reachin for the shelf right past us
And half’ll never succeed forget a college degree, tryna stack a lil bitta cash up out roamin the streets
Preachin reachin da soul hollows, no role models, the code follows, simple rules
That’s that get it for the low motto, that steady skip school motto, scrap without a tool motto
Know nothing comin easy, we be on that never lose motto, drivin on these broken roads
Passin all the stores that close, And we live through all of those, detours and forclosure notes
Never had it to start so what the hell you gonna take? Huh? Mendin heavy hearts
Tryna paint a brighter day for us, And they never wanna hear us speak, but we gotta reach
Never want us makin moves so I swear I gotta take the lead, Weak, but building bones
Pressin on, see we getting strong, never cared for no-ones thoughts, we racin beat the odds!
Chorus: ILLiJah
Tryna get our people involved, tryna duck the heat of the law
Tryna have a little bit of faith when we think of tomorrow, But it’s hard
When you don’t really have a lot, n they don’t expect you to hit the stage and walk for graduation
We steady chasin' for ventilation, something new there’s gotta be more than just here
But here’s the only place we know, So we pick pride over fear, baby carriages
With mothers barely older than them, She ain’t even out of high school yet out here a popular trend
Dang, and we from that, Barely pay for rent money! Tryna have that bitch I’ll be ok money!
Concrete coverin' roses we rose up, Parents workin' 3 jobs man our youngin's is grown
And it’s a shame, if opportunities there you don’t take it
Cuz we die for the tools you take for granted on daily basis
Slavin building from the dirt, shirts blue collars, we show
Pride right through the struggle, as we smile, prosper and grow
(We from that) Danng homie, in high school you was the mann homie
Da hell happened to you?! used to have all of the ladies talking to you during school
Now you live at home with mom and dad and ain’t got nothing else to do! Auh
And that’s a regular story, n it’s such a shame! Livin life in the dark blinded by the pourin rain
But underdogs got twice the fight as yall, and if you chucked my watch, still couldn’t throw my timing off, (we close!)
Bridge: MFN
And we started out below, below the status quo
& even in the light, they barely see us glow
But know I'm not alone, I got everyone involved
Yea I got 'em all with me, in this minor league city
This just a minor league city!
Bridge:
Ok, see we been counted out our whole life, seen classmates quittin' after junior high, best smiles hide the deepest scars, so we ain't intimidated by you privileged ones, just told me speak the truth, need a leader, mirror sayin' yo that leaders you, so this my shot, our story, I’m just speakin' though, yall the ones who wrote it for me
Chorus: ILLiJah