Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Silas Unekwu Agono
Silas Unekwu Agono
Songwriter

Lyrics

Every street **** scared to pop out
He threw that fist, You threw the fist back why he pull the Glock Out
It's not like I don't love you baby but you see I'm thugged out
Deep inside the belly of the ocean I'll Rap out
Na correct information fit make EFCC pop out
Discharge follow Fence gbe gbe Everybody cut out
The only place they Finna see me is where the money at
My **** bought that Lexus but he scared to bring that truck out
Maybe I don waste a lot of time But I'm still here
I was in the trenches in the slug, I was tryna be CleaR
Another Voice of the street, Oh you Rappers Beware
I ain't with the farmers and ain't fvvkinh wih no Reaper
We pulling scams, I'm tryna get me some more dollar
But I'm in the street lurking make sure every **** propeR
on the other end of the phone if he mention my brother
Load me Choppas in the boot, screeching tha Macheta
we gon kill 'em
Lord save me from Self and save me from sin
Save this boys from there's nine in my Jean
Save this bitch experiencing my Thing
What kinda guy be fvcinh two best friends
Steady Cana and steady Codeine
She calling more friends cause oppor plenty
My **** like Ref he pop Reach 14teen
My **** like girls he bitches 13teen
Every street **** scared to pop out
He threw that fist, You threw the fist back why he pull the Glock Out
It's not like I don't love you baby but you see I'm thugged out
Deep inside the belly of the ocean I'll Rap out
I'm tryna make it out the street no body give me nothing
I already made a couple milli for ah jump to Rappin
I don't even watch the news the government always up to something
I just wake up get to hustling don't give a fvck who they electing
Bitch I got a Hunnid problem so I'm rolling for my peace
Remember Days was Hard we fell in love with cannabis
I'm tryna feed my MaMa please my brothers and my Sis
So if the popo shoot at me i'm shooting back at the police
I'm no engineer But I be riding with the TooL
even the streets on Fire I'll always keep ma CooL
I don spent a couple Hunnids, feed my partner and my mama
boy I did that in the street ain't never been to school
Thug life is not dead **** be scared that's how I feel
I'm in the booth right now TrYna teach em to be real
That's why I tell 'em how i feel
That's why I tell 'em how I feel ,,
That's how to present this shit the right way on your first day out
Hillside bytch
Written by: Silas Unekwu Agono
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