The Street (feat. Mark Terry)

Ayy I gotta make it outta this fucking hood (I swear) Cause the way these niggas treating me ain't really good (Yeah) Right now am in a fucking Bad Mood (Bad Mood) It's a Mood Swing but i called it Swing Mood These niggas ain't loyal Fuck that bitch that called me player They all tryna stab me in my back (Yeah) They tryna kill me but am not X (shh,shh,shh) This frame ain't really clear Like these niggas too ain't really clear Asking for advice but people ain't there This shit crazy and causing lotta fear (Hot,Hot,Hot) Bitches fake and niggas ain't real (Real) I need a record label or a deal (Yeah) Swear to God they tryna eat my meal When I know they faking, if you know how I feel The Street never had me in their back Some niggas tryna stab me in my back They even recognized me when it's dark They've even forgotten my name is Mark The Street never had me in their back Some niggas tryna stab me in my back They even recognized me when it's dark They've even forgotten my name is Mark The streets never had me in their box Some niggas try to stop me and my bar They even recognize me when it's dark But I just know I gotta hustle hard And I know I gotta be a star Everyday hustle, tryna make it far Chasing paper so we walk on boulevards Gotta be a king in this game of cards And I gotta be so real Niggas in the street They be trying not to get killed Where I'm from poor niggas tryna make a mill Working hard Tryna eat Tryna make it home still The Street never had me in their back Some niggas tryna stab me in my back They even recognized me when it's dark They've even forgotten my name is Mark The Street never had me in their back Some niggas tryna stab me in my back They even recognized me when it's dark They've even forgotten my name is Mark The Street never had me in their back Some niggas tryna stab me in my back They even recognized me when it's dark They've even forgotten my name is Mark My name is Mark My name is Mark My name is Mark