Park Avenue by Theodore Tugade Lyrics

[Intro]
Mumbling conversation

[Hook]
Park Ave, we grew up on Park Ave, we grew up on Park Ave, we grew up on Park Ave
Park Ave, (Fucking bitches on Park Ave) we grew up on Park Ave, we grew up on Park Ave, we grew up on Park Ave...

[Verse 1: Theodore]
Growing up 8618
White house on the corner chilling with my team
Cold Winter nights, cool Spring breeze, hot Summer days, falling Autumn leaves
Ayo TJ! Whats's really good?
Shouts out to my niggas in the Brohood (ayee)
16 years going good, God dammit I ain't never leaving my hood
New friends were found, Virginities lost
I ride for my fam, no matter the cost
Late nights telling stories bout' life and yeah we still young but we keep our bond tight
Park ave is where I reside, childhood memories shared with my ride or dies
Ball playing, water gun spraying, annoying little niggas you can bet that we staying
Yo you hungry bruh? (yeah) head up to H&H, dont even worry bout' it, nigga i'll pay
Then hit the news shop that bitch close at 8
A couple arizonas just to end the day
Then back to my place