The Stroll by Mr. Fritz Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Born ghetto/
Raised on a poor level/
Wondering if I'd pass adolescence; the four devils/
Lust, Envy and Hate/
Jealousy so disgraced/
So I stayed on a righteous path and I know that you could relate, let's/
Take a stroll down this boulevard for a moment/
While I paint you a picture, see who I am if you want it/
Was a frustrated youth with a father figure so strict and/
He'd always give me a whipping if I ain't happen to listen/
My mother she was the glue for whatever we going through/
No financial benefits, she still bought me a Genesis/
Had me two older brothers, a younger sister a cousin/
And we couldn't get along but I loved em with no discussion/
Was a...straight A kid who didn't see what straight A's get/
On Christmases, wasn't seeing no benefits/
In retrospect...I was too young to grasp the situation/
Started hitting licks/
Kicked outta 3 schools for different shit/
Ridiculous is what I thought at the time/
But didn't care so long as profit was mine/
Such a shame, but the thing was ain't thinking them consequences were mine/
Ain't seeing prison so it's all gon be fine, right?
(Tim Nihan Chorus)
Sometimes life will throw you for a loop, but um/
Still chilling trying to make it off the stoop, and um/
Still hustling trying to stay on my grind/
Life is crazy, trying to take it one day at a time/
Everything's gon be fine, Mama/
Everything's gon be fine, Mama/
I know...I know.../
Everything's gon be fine, Mama/
Everything's gon be fine, Mama/
I promise...
(Verse 2)
Now I don't fuck with my brother, my father's out of the picture/
And mama's looking at me like I'm just a regular nigga/
And while I've done lots of shit to give evidence to that statement/
What would you have done if you was in my position, I'm waiting/
For something to come my way, but it seems like it isn't coming/
And all I wanted was to have the finer things since a youngin/
Seeing all my favorite rappers all rocking the flyest sneakers/
And chains and rings the bling insane the game/
I had to play it/
I couldn't explain it/
Material shit was plaguing my thoughts, I had to face it/
But for them powder blue 11s, I would juke a reverend/
Wicked thoughts of a minor out of control, I was so bold/
But it cost me a lot...was it worth it?/
And if my mama's hearing this song...I wasn't perfect/
But I had to do something to stop my stomach from rumbling/
So I hope for forgiveness and love...
(Chorus)
Born ghetto/
Raised on a poor level/
Wondering if I'd pass adolescence; the four devils/
Lust, Envy and Hate/
Jealousy so disgraced/
So I stayed on a righteous path and I know that you could relate, let's/
Take a stroll down this boulevard for a moment/
While I paint you a picture, see who I am if you want it/
Was a frustrated youth with a father figure so strict and/
He'd always give me a whipping if I ain't happen to listen/
My mother she was the glue for whatever we going through/
No financial benefits, she still bought me a Genesis/
Had me two older brothers, a younger sister a cousin/
And we couldn't get along but I loved em with no discussion/
Was a...straight A kid who didn't see what straight A's get/
On Christmases, wasn't seeing no benefits/
In retrospect...I was too young to grasp the situation/
Started hitting licks/
Kicked outta 3 schools for different shit/
Ridiculous is what I thought at the time/
But didn't care so long as profit was mine/
Such a shame, but the thing was ain't thinking them consequences were mine/
Ain't seeing prison so it's all gon be fine, right?
(Tim Nihan Chorus)
Sometimes life will throw you for a loop, but um/
Still chilling trying to make it off the stoop, and um/
Still hustling trying to stay on my grind/
Life is crazy, trying to take it one day at a time/
Everything's gon be fine, Mama/
Everything's gon be fine, Mama/
I know...I know.../
Everything's gon be fine, Mama/
Everything's gon be fine, Mama/
I promise...
(Verse 2)
Now I don't fuck with my brother, my father's out of the picture/
And mama's looking at me like I'm just a regular nigga/
And while I've done lots of shit to give evidence to that statement/
What would you have done if you was in my position, I'm waiting/
For something to come my way, but it seems like it isn't coming/
And all I wanted was to have the finer things since a youngin/
Seeing all my favorite rappers all rocking the flyest sneakers/
And chains and rings the bling insane the game/
I had to play it/
I couldn't explain it/
Material shit was plaguing my thoughts, I had to face it/
But for them powder blue 11s, I would juke a reverend/
Wicked thoughts of a minor out of control, I was so bold/
But it cost me a lot...was it worth it?/
And if my mama's hearing this song...I wasn't perfect/
But I had to do something to stop my stomach from rumbling/
So I hope for forgiveness and love...
(Chorus)