Lyrics Old school take you back to old school Play cool make a hatter run fool With my ammo and I’m with my gun to Number one rule of the streets don’t be gentle If you been steady calling my cellphone And I’m not picking I’m in the studio Mike to my mouth putting on headphones Mike to my mouth putting on headphones Rapping my pain away Hustling to make my pay Ain’t no way I’m going to bed hungry Ain’t no love in these streets Sleep with my gun in my sheets This ain’t Halloween no one is playing trick or treats Cant trust nobody Many people let me down i Gotta focus on my money Still here still gunning Busting my ass off on a daily it’s the bag I’m hunting