Streets
Could say I'm blessed I never had to sit in a cell Momma always praying for us like we living in hell Ease my pain shit insane let me twist up a L Got my brother send him shit thru the mail Damn Used to freestyle now I put that shit on the scale But pay attention niggaz itching to tell Making offers taking deals scared to sit in a cell When they catch you u get hit wit a shell Niggaz that's hell Niggaz frail fuck what they proclaim to be nigga Informants y'all really Still hang wit these niggaz Street rules ain't nobody guiding these lil niggaz See money never made u a real nigga Cloudy on this side of the hill Nigga Times is rough funds low got u short on ya bills nigga Don't trip I know how you feel nigga We drilled niggaz Risk it all to take care my lil niggaz Sleepless nights perks really got me on egde Start fukn wit the thoughts in my head Asking questions y my sister take that shot to the head Long story nigga chill it's alot to be said Bloodshed Big homie turned to a drug head Bag talk won't stop nigga I love bread Ave shit I was posted up on the block Hustling rocks Wit hb chop n I was always fucking wit dot Ducking the cops We was young made it hot when we bust off the shots Fuck off the block Don't make me dust off the Glocks Shit will get ugly nigga Temper short especially off the bubbly nigga Cold world streets don't love these niggaz Having flashbacks really tried to plug me nigga Take me out Bet you they gon hate me now Fed talk watching tryna take me down Caution OG's told me keep bossing Stacking soon I'mma have me fortune Had to go n grab me a portion Ambition and the hustle in me House party on State wit the pump in my sleeve In the back low Diddy bopping came wit a couple of G's Barking up the wrong tree tryna russle the leaves Fuck money I got hittaz that will touch you for free Mob ties Focus up nigga cuz time flies Go hard homie it's grind time
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Could say I'm blessed I never had to sit in a cell Momma always praying for us like we living in hell Ease my pain shit insane let me twist up a L Got my brother send him shit thru the mail Damn Used to freestyle now I put that shit on the scale But pay attention niggaz itching to tell Making offers taking deals scared to sit in a cell When they catch you u get hit wit a shell Niggaz that's hell Niggaz frail fuck what they proclaim to be nigga Informants y'all really Still hang wit these niggaz Street rules ain't nobody guiding these lil niggaz See money never made u a real nigga Cloudy on this side of the hill Nigga Times is rough funds low got u short on ya bills nigga Don't trip I know how you feel nigga We drilled niggaz Risk it all to take care my lil niggaz Sleepless nights perks really got me on egde Start fukn wit the thoughts in my head Asking questions y my sister take that shot to the head Long story nigga chill it's alot to be said Bloodshed Big homie turned to a drug head Bag talk won't stop nigga I love bread Ave shit I was posted up on the block Hustling rocks Wit hb chop n I was always fucking wit dot Ducking the cops We was young made it hot when we bust off the shots Fuck off the block Don't make me dust off the Glocks Shit will get ugly nigga Temper short especially off the bubbly nigga Cold world streets don't love these niggaz Having flashbacks really tried to plug me nigga Take me out Bet you they gon hate me now Fed talk watching tryna take me down Caution OG's told me keep bossing Stacking soon I'mma have me fortune Had to go n grab me a portion Ambition and the hustle in me House party on State wit the pump in my sleeve In the back low Diddy bopping came wit a couple of G's Barking up the wrong tree tryna russle the leaves Fuck money I got hittaz that will touch you for free Mob ties Focus up nigga cuz time flies Go hard homie it's grind time
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