Third Avenue Lyrics

[Intro]

Aw, shit

Aight, Mini

Gon' let this one breathe, for real

Let this one just talk to them

Receive them, you feel me?

Happy birthday Amro

Never forgotten

Love you though, nigga

Rest in peace all the fallen soldiers

Free all my day ones

Fuck the rest of them



[Verse 1]

Yeah, when I was just a teen (Teen)

I swear money was a dream (Dream)

I been runnin' on the street

Since a young one, with the team

I stopped goin' school early

Just to go home late

When you're livin' in the trap house

No, you don't go home safe (Never)

Yeah, it was me and Billy 15

We was sleepin' in blocks (Damn)

Man had them cheeks full of rocks

Man, feds just took C off the block (Facts)

Next time I'll see him's visitin' the box

Street niggas know the feelin' is odd

But we'll just leave it to God

Honestly, all them robberies

From Queensway to Kensal Green, I gotta eat

Chippy did them properly (For real)

I had ten when I was seventeen

Yeah, the whole hood remembers me

At nineteen, bought my press machine

And since then, I been very clean

I seen niggas come and go

In the streets 'cause they weren't built for this

My niggas been away for years

You know I still visit

'Cause I can feel your pain, bro

We came up from the same roads

Now I'm livin', doin' stage shows

While you're locked up in the same clothes

That makes me feel shit sometimes

I know I gotta live my life

You know I'll never switch, my guy

Need anything, just hit my line

I'm from the 'Zart, no switchin' sides

Drippy chains, drippy knives

I never asked to live this life

So fuck if I ain't livin' right



[Chorus]

I'm on Third Avenue

You know I came up on the Third Ave

Where niggas gettin' burst at

That's where I shot my first pack

I'm on Third Avenue

You know we're doin' what we have to do

Got coke up on the avenue

No joke up on the avenue

I'm on Third Avenue

You know I came up on the Third Ave

Where niggas gettin' burst at

That's where I shot my first pack

I'm on Third Avenue

You know we're doin' what we have to do

Got coke up on the avenue

No joke up on the avenue



[Verse 2]

I still remember when the gun jammed

But Savvy had his shank on him

Them yutes crashed, my niggas hopped out

We still dampened them

Remember Gooby got nicked

And we thought he was rattin'?

Remember the first time I ever done a shootin' with Ratlin

The first time I poked someone up

I can't lie, it was a neeky yute

But he was in Grove

So I felt like I just needed to

Gdotz used to ride his bike on wheelie through

Now I gotta go to cemetary just to speak to you

Can't believe it's you

Robbin' phones for a day with Melo

Try and get cheddar right

Shotguns were metal

We were slidin' on them pedal bikes

Tryna show these opps what pellets like

Mommy said she's terrified

Heard I'm out 'ere every night

Chasin' opps for exercise

In this booth I've never lied

You niggas do it every time

It's Gucci for my sweater sign

It's happenin', I never tried

All my cells are tellin' me I'm blowin' up (Facts)

But I be tellin' them I still got it for the long now

You know how



[Chorus]

I'm on Third Avenue

You know I came up on the Third Ave

Where niggas gettin' burst at

That's where I shot my first pack

I'm on Third Avenue

You know we're doin' what we have to do

Got coke up on the avenue

No joke up on the avenue

I'm on Third Avenue

You know I came up on the Third Ave

Where niggas gettin' burst at

That's where I shot my first pack

I'm on Third Avenue

You know we're doin' what we have to do

Got coke up on the avenue

No joke up on the avenue