true story

being in them street hate being at home im a thug ready to crash out i dont care i got a gun dont play with me u cant stop a bullet i was lost thought the street love me them brother said they was going to ride when i got time i did it alone them brothers was nowhere i was lost didnt know u cant get time back watch people go the grave being in them street made me a man love being at home breaking the law had do the time liveing with the shark taught me i can swim liveing in the jungie ready to go go war fighting for my life doing hard time missing your family years going by family going to grave praying to god keep me safe help me do this time get in my bible angel o on my back walking with god is the only way liveing in them street u will get junge by 13 clor carry by 6 love staying at home i hate being in them streets might keep u safe live your life walk with god get in your bible make memmies life is short wat i raping is real this my testimony my story i wish i could go back time to change never when its time clock ticking away u only got one life true story Streets call me, they know I’m the one who’s real, Home feels like a cage, can’t escape this steel, Hustle in the shadows, where the light don’t shine, Living for the moment, every second’s divine. Heart of a lion, but I’m trapped in this den, Thug life’s a cycle, can’t break it, my friend, Home’s too quiet, I’m craving that roar, Street’s got the vibe, it’s the life I adore. Dodging all the whispers, they don’t know my pain, Each corner I turn, I’m dancing in the rain, Fighting through the struggle, but it’s part of the game, In these concrete jungles, I’m igniting my flame. Love the thrill of danger, it’s where I belong, Rhythm in my blood, hear the city’s song, Home’s just a reminder of what I can’t be, Thugging in the streets, my soul’s finally free. teaching