(Ah, G Fresh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And I be happy when I rush into them bright lights

She gave a discount on her pussy for that fight night

I'm makin' love songs to the streets, make sure my mic right

Pop a Perky, Perky, bye-bye 'cause it's night-night

I told my brothers I can't change with all this limelight

He say I'm a snake, but that's the reason I say slime, right?

I put baguettes around my watch, make sure the time right

No face, make sure his casket closed, make sure he die right

No, no, talkin' to the po-po's a nah-nah

If he did, we comin' out the cut like ta-da

Brrah, brrah, force from that Draco make him cha-cha

Street ****, I came from this concrete, this my block

Lesson, this shit is a blessin'

I came up from nothin', I keep on progressin'

Reckless, I go off my actions

You snitchin', you infected, you let they ass finesse it, uh-oh

The streets will never be, the streets is not the same

The streets will never be, the streets is not the same

I talk about my past with a melody

I made it out the slumps with a felony

You let your homie die, that's what you tellin' me

My unc' a pimp, he let me sit down on his leopard seats

It ain't about me, it's about my kids, it's a legacy

I'm goin' to trial, so my lawyer keep preparin' me

I wasn't gon' grab that Lamb', but the streets kept on darin' me

And I'll kill 'em **** dead, they think they scarin' me

Can't be no dono' on my ID, that's important

Do so much drugs, I know it fucked up all my organs

I know a couple **** died for they Jordans

He a mass murderer, he tried to be like Jordan

Expensive lifestyle, every day I'm spendin' your mortgage

Looked at my past, like look at me now, this shit enormous

Looked at my past, like, why I was walkin' 'round with a Taurus?

Judge ain't try to clear me, I was tryna go to Bora Bora

See this shit, this my lifestyle

I just need a pill right now

I'm so high, just turn the lights down

I'm so high, just turn the lights down

The streets will never be, the streets is not the same

The streets will never be, the streets is not the same

I talk about my past with a melody

I made it out the slumps with a felony

You let your homie die, that's what you tellin' me

My unc' a pimp, he let me sit down on his leopard seats