I'm from the street, where life's a gamble

I'm from the street, where life's a gamble Every day's a hustle, it's a constant scramble Like a game of chess, gotta make the right moves Or end up in the gutter, with nothing to lose. Gotta go get some blues. Play with me I left you bruise. I can’t even lose. Only go with win but loss my lust. I must burst. If he run up on me thinking I am sweet. Gotta suit up for court, I don’t do any sport part of my life is a goals. I don’t keep pole. I don’t sleep in a hole. I am cold my heart is cold. But I really hold down. I am always cool. This niggas fool. They don’t know no rule. They got Misrule. I never graduated high school still I am not a fool. I got plenty knowledge. I always say stay solid. Look at my wallet I am always solid.