Full Ride by Vinnie Dewayne Lyrics
[Verse 1: Vinnie Dewayne]
My iTunes playing my old music
Only if you knew the real life I put in to it
Niggas compare me to these new rappers; I don't know why
My story and my voice came from God first tried for me
I don't hear new artists and switch it up
If the mirror fall in front of your face, then lift it up
If you let it sit there, then you're looking for your image through another man, my reflection bouncing off my lyrics
I'm out here at the park, my niggas hooping on a daily
I can point you to the ones that should be D1 training
But them hardships got a defense that stripped the ball
My nigga, Larry, should be in the league;
He just got out the hole, seven more to go, pray for him
When he calls me Sunday, this' what I'm going to play for him
My momma is the reason I always had a plate warm
When I make it out of the hood, y'all know who I'll take, come on
[Verse 2]
I don't like to listen unless I do my own research
Man, fuck a school curriculum
Tell us about your life and that will stick to us
You ever left a mark besides the F's that you're printing us?
Huh? Okay, judge me if you want
The way I wear my clothes don't mean I'm sagging my goals
Always had my dreams; I always knew I was close
Now always see my neighborhood suffering, needing hope
Niggas choose crowds and follow the wrong leaders
Young men being torn because mentors didn't reach them
Oh, you didn't expect me to get a full ride, but if I went to Lincoln High, then it wouldn't have been a surprise
I'm out
My iTunes playing my old music
Only if you knew the real life I put in to it
Niggas compare me to these new rappers; I don't know why
My story and my voice came from God first tried for me
I don't hear new artists and switch it up
If the mirror fall in front of your face, then lift it up
If you let it sit there, then you're looking for your image through another man, my reflection bouncing off my lyrics
I'm out here at the park, my niggas hooping on a daily
I can point you to the ones that should be D1 training
But them hardships got a defense that stripped the ball
My nigga, Larry, should be in the league;
He just got out the hole, seven more to go, pray for him
When he calls me Sunday, this' what I'm going to play for him
My momma is the reason I always had a plate warm
When I make it out of the hood, y'all know who I'll take, come on
[Verse 2]
I don't like to listen unless I do my own research
Man, fuck a school curriculum
Tell us about your life and that will stick to us
You ever left a mark besides the F's that you're printing us?
Huh? Okay, judge me if you want
The way I wear my clothes don't mean I'm sagging my goals
Always had my dreams; I always knew I was close
Now always see my neighborhood suffering, needing hope
Niggas choose crowds and follow the wrong leaders
Young men being torn because mentors didn't reach them
Oh, you didn't expect me to get a full ride, but if I went to Lincoln High, then it wouldn't have been a surprise
I'm out