Album Name

This Thing Called Life

Artist

August Alsina

Genre

R&B/Soul

Release Date

2015.12.11

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Hip Hop - August Alsina
I came from drop tops
and old school Chevy's
Dope boys rollin' through
shittin' on ya heavy
Fifteens in the trunk
beatin' down your block
Only 4 years old
when Biggie got shot
I remember playing on the block
hanging on the block
Young niggas slanging on the
block getting off them rocks
Now we livin' better now
Coogi sweater now
Weather still getting colder
we could change the weather now
But I
Came up in criminal days
Living these criminal ways
what can I say
Hugging the block every day
Grindin' and making a way
And that I pray for better days
That it don't be the same tomorrow
Now I celebrate my sorrows
with this bottle
And say
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
I pray for more better days
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
I know that I can feel change
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
I pray for more better days
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
I know that I can feel change
Everyday ain't good but
everyday ain't bad
Mama always said show
thanks for what you have
Boy never forget to realize
you're blessed
This cold world can rot you
if you let it
Now I'm out here tryna get it
really out here tryna get it
Always knew that I would make it
maybe it was so prophetic
Cause I came from the bottom and
the humbleness beginnings
From the youngest nigga grindin'
to the youngest nigga wining
Came up in criminal days
Living these criminal ways
what can I say
Hugging the block every day
Grindin' and making a way
And that I pray for better days
That it don't be the same tomorrow
Now I celebrate my sorrows
with this bottle
And say
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
I pray for more better days
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
I know that I can feel change
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
I pray for more better days
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
I know that I can feel change
'Fore you die you make your
mark and reach new levels
Want the bread want the
diamonds and the bezels
And if these bitches
that you want have several
Just gotta know
lotta shit's temporary
It won't last no no
it won't last no
Meaning it til' here
Next thing you know it's all gone
That's why I been on
my grizzy outchea
Long as I grind
better days are near
Came up in criminal days
Living these criminal ways
what can I say
Hugging the block every day
Grindin' and making a way
And that I pray for better days
That it don't be the same tomorrow
Now I celebrate my sorrows
with this bottle
And say
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
I pray for more better days
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
I know that I can feel change
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
I pray for more better days
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
Hip Hop hey Hip Hop hey
I know that I can feel change