in these streets there ain't no room for slippin demons creeps if you come around drippin think it's sweet, boy I'm here to tell you different on the block they flipping, in the road we dipping fingers gripping on the wheel, hit the cruise control this world is beautiful, unique and unusual looking through my lens, POV, what my pupils show let you comprehend, how the streets played a crucial role homes unsuitable, broke, live in squalid forget living modest, we living like we Amish no heat or electricity, living like in college, ramen noodle recipe, picking people's pockets felonies and warrants, licence been suspended JDM performance, drive with no speed limits watching for informants, dodging all these tickets junkie on the corner, tryna get a slim percentage working on commission, players, ballers, plugs and pimping, hustlings the commitment, bangers, gangstas, blood, or crippin functioning addictions ,veins, or nasal, lungs, and sipping discomforting conditions, makes us dangerous and malicious fuel for more ambition, kids running on the playground wish we had there innocence, forever we could stay wild on the court with the rock catch alleys on the way down in court, rocks in the alley during a stake out look how life done played out, we was dumbing, plain wild, now we play the patriarch, my patience starting to fade out rap music is played out, all your artist are paid out they sell outs, and slave scouts, working on they way out we working for a way out, I'm looking in my rear view sirens and the lights on, shifting down to gear two comply or justdrive off, thinking of what i dare do don't need no lives loss, but thinking what them years do in these streets there ain't no room for slippin demons creeps if you come around drippin think it's sweet, boy I'm here to tell you different on the block they flipping, in the road we dipping