Lil Rob – Cortez Shoes

Lil Rob – Cortez Shoes Lyrics

Artist: Lil Rob
Song: Cortez Shoes

“You got to…”
It’s Lil’ Rob
We go through them hard times, man
Just gotta keep our heads up

And keep on walkin’
You know
Chorus: Lil’ Rob
These Cortez shoes

Know the hard times
That we’ve been through
All the crazy things that
We used to do

Just to get by
Walk in my shoes
And you will see why
These Cortez shoes

Try to walk in
These Cortez shoes
Bet you couldn’t walk
A mile in these shoes

But we get by
And we’ve got to keep on walkin’
(Verse 1)
Let me take you back a way, homie, back in my day

Before I figured out that crime doesn’t pay
I was on the
Streets, every night, every day
Out with the homies, hangin’ out

Havin’ a good time, ay
But sometimes
A good time meant to jump in the ride
And cold blast on the vatos from the other side

My uncles did it
My brother did it
Now so do I
No need to wonder why, I, was a victim of a driveby

That turned into a shootout
Cause, they ain’t gettin’ away
Hell no, not without a bullet, wound ay
That was my state of mind, all the time, don’t cross the line

And believe me when I say
That the line was fine
You might catch me in a bad mood, with a bad attitude
A little homeboy that hates to lose

Or you might be, talkin’ sh#t about me right now
But you couldn’t walk a mile in my shoes
You feel me, holmes (Come on)
Repeat Chorus

(Verse 2)
My compa called me up, said, “Turn on the T.V.”
That’s when I got the news about my homeboy Pee Wee
Rest in peace to the deceased, beneath the barrio streets

When I saw him on the news, he had Cortez on his feet
When we went through it
Some of made it
Some of us blew it, who would’ve knew it

I remember
Crazy times in the Buick
Crazy sh#t, we were likely to do it
I wasn’t really serious about music

It’s just too easy to lose it
And a lot of us do it
Itchy finger hair trigger, it’s just too easy to pull it
We live a life by the bullet, we either die or get locked up

Make a mess
Too big to be mopped up
Behind the smile there’s a frown, sad enough to bring you down
A little homeboy that sings the blues

Because he had no clue, what to do with his life
Walkin’ around in his Cortez shoes
That’s what I used to do
Repeat Chorus

(Verse 3)
I got shot, down the block, at the stop, ran from cops
I never thought that it would stop
I never hit the county, not even juvenile hall

But that’s only cause I didn’t get caught
And I can only imagine
What would have happened if I
Continued scrappin’ and cappin’, blastin’ and laughin’

I’d probably be dead or in jail
Than I wouldn’t be, standing here rappin’ about these Cortez shoes
Repeat Chorus Twice
“Fin… fin…”

“Fi-fi-Fingazz on the track…”
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Release Year: 2008