Life of a Lobby Boy

[Chorus: Trav]
Mama always told me in these streets, you better look both ways
Making plays in them pissy hallways, this is all day
Project lights, they ain't bright for the dark days
And now my money stretch longer than a hallway
The life of a Lobby Boy
The life of a Lobby Boy

[Interlude]
We miss you, E
Come on, E
The sturdy one

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
I can't believe that I'm saying this (Crazy)
Might shed a tear every time I hear somebody playing this (I'm crying now)
We just tryna live, but that's gon' take a risk
It's why we play the game like every day's a risk
Spoke to you at 11 and you was gone at 1:40 (What up, E?)
So now I'm gon' think about you every time it's going to 1:40 (Damn)
And as fly as you was, you ain't go nowhere— (This is a fact, shit, this is a real fact)
And as fly as you was, you ain't go nowhere without the forty (For real)
And the fucked up thing, I ain't gon' get to see you no more, B (I'm worried, B)
But let God know he got the flyest nigga next to him
Know the talk that we had, I just wish that we could text again
When I got the call, felt a pain that hurt in my chest (Uh)
Just to know that we gotta lay Mister Sturdy to rest (Damn, Sturdy)
Damn, Eeshy, you know we had plans, B (For real)
Take care of your son, I'll set it out for your family (I'm here)
You told me get the Caddy and the Aston and then black 'em out
You said you'd get one too, back to back when we backin' out
Shit, supposed to leave Harlem in a frenzy (What you do?)
But you just left Harlem and your friends be
And the Lord knows I know it's only one Lord
But until we meet again, I'm always at luxury, slum lord

[Interlude: Jim Jones]
That's for life, nigga (My nigga)
I'ma stay dripping, you heard me? (Shit)
Get fly on these niggas for you, you heard me? (Damn, E)
More bustin' up, watch
Stay humble, remain humble, stay classy, and get drippy (It's crazy whack)
That's the rules, right? (Shit is whack, shit is)
I got you, baby bro (Shit is whack, shit is whack)
Tell Ted I said what's up

[Chorus: Trav]
Mama always told me in these streets, you better look both ways
Making plays in them pissy hallways, this is all day
Project lights, they ain't bright for the dark days
And now my money stretch longer than a hallway
The life of a Lobby Boy
The life of a Lobby Boy

[Verse 2: Maino]
Yeah
It's like eight million stories
The ghetto kind of gory
The killers and the snakes and the cops coming for me
Gamble with my life, but my mama praying for me
The bitches and the kids and the gangbangers know me
Let me take you back to them hallways, we did all day
Shootouts over drug money, nigga, those was war days
Started with a half, but we ended with a court case
Fiends coming back, we was lit, gave 'em all base
Yeah, black males making crack sales
In a lobby, we gon' end up in them packed jails
Blood spills on the corner where my man fell
Heart broke, so numb, I think I can't feel
Yeah, shoutout to the bruhs
Reflecting on my life, I still remember where we was
The '42 gon' drown away my pain just because
Keep your names alive, boy, I did it out of love

[Chorus: Trav]
Mama always told me in these streets, you better look both ways
Making plays in them pissy hallways, this is all day
Project lights, they ain't bright for the dark days
And now my money stretch longer than a hallway
The life of a Lobby Boy
The life of a Lobby Boy