[Hook: Nottz]
I've been trying so hard
To erase the scars
Of living this life
On the boulevard
Ohh, on the boulevard
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Adonis]
Every morning Kenny wake up 'bout 5 am
And jog about seven miles before class start
Had dreams of being the next superstar
Like that boy Usain Bolt
Kenny's ambition was crazy
In his heart he was determined to get it
So he stuck to it
Six days out the week Kenny hit the track
With his goals set high, he ain't turning back
Lost one too many of his friends over guns and crack
Kenny put it in his mind, there's something better than that
His daddy called him flypaper the way he stuck to the track
His momma said "it's your time, baby, you can't turn back."
And through all of the blood, sweat, and the tears
Kenny promised the fam' for the years
To come, got to get it
He shall prosper
Jumping hurdles in life 'til the next one pop up
[Hook: Nottz]
I've been trying so hard
To erase the scars
Of living this life
On the boulevard
Ohh, on the boulevard
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"]
Every morning Kenny wake up at 9 AM
Hit the traphouse and stay there 'til it's 5 AM
I call that trappin' pages
He always holdin' his dick, always busting off
But I don't call that masturbation
He all about heart
And you will never hear "Oh my god, they killed Kenny"
Bitch, this ain't South Park
This the dirty mittens scurvy conditions
Workers is stealin', stealers is workin'
You only as real as the nigga you murdered
Bullets fly 'til your chest leak
Treat you like you a crown-less chess piece
Middle finger never up, that's a substituted waste
Why would he do that when can just tell you niggas "Fuck You" to your face?
He could fill up y'all with philly's, boulevard bully
To pull your card with no regards for the laws, wearing a hoodie
Police on his trail, he toss the bird
Roll his window down like "Can I help you office-errrrr?"
[Bridge: Nottz]
I've been hustlin' for so long
The streets just won't leave me alone
It's a battle that I've gotta win
I can't give in
[Hook: Nottz]
I've been trying so hard
To erase the scars
Of living this life
On the boulevard
Ohh, on the boulevard
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Outro]
Bound for destiny, for greatness
Yet they both struggled with the 9-7
As evidence they were meant to be more
Yet they can't seem to finally find the score
'Cause the game they played was rigged from the beginning
And in the end I sit on the sidelines and cry
Both Kenny's stuck in a parallel universe will lose their lives
