Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
$KEETA
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kedric D'Andre Jones
Composer
Kalani Ware
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
KalaniOnDaBeat
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Not enough hustlin', too many robbers
I don't need thirty shots, I'm cool with my revolver
Problems ain't meant to stay problems
They meant for you to solve 'em
Kendrick copped that seventeen, 'posed to be like Jordan
Honesty, loyalty, these scars, they are a part of me
[Verse 2]
The dope game farther me, the dope man shorted me
Cocaine in my veins, the pain feel a part of me
Throughout I kept a pure heart, found God and found God in me
Pain in the struggle, neglected by the dope game
[Verse 3]
Saved by my hustle, they became David Ruffin
Can't believe this ****'s bill, I was raised by the hustle
Just can't believe this ****'s bill, I was raised off the hustle
We havin' church in these streets
[Verse 4]
Servin', take my own hood, fuck the police
When I preach it's too hard to have a seat
They all stand up, make you think when I speak
We havin' church in the streets
[Verse 5]
Servin', take my own hood, fuck the police
When I preach it's too hard to have a seat
Make 'em all stand up, make you think when I speak
See, I came up from nothin'
[Verse 6]
We ain't tryna hear nothin', you ain't from here, you ain't hustlin'
My whole neighborhood corrupted
And you know I'm from the hood 'cause my baby mama ugly
All on my line with all that fussin'
[Verse 7]
Think I'm out here fuckin' with 'em, I'm really out here hustlin'
And my family so big, hey, every dough boy in my hood got a kid
By my sister or my cousin
Okay, preach, get to preachin'
[Verse 8]
It's all like they say, when I speak, best believe
And it's family over e'rything
Mad to the street corner, the Glock is my wedding ring
We havin' church in these streets
[Verse 9]
Servin', take my own hood, fuck the police
When I preach it's too hard to have a seat
They all stand up, make you think when I speak
We havin' church in the streets
[Verse 10]
Servin', take my own hood, fuck the police
When I preach it's too hard to have a seat
Make 'em all stand up, make you think when I speak
Written by: Kalani Ware, Kedric D'Andre Jones

