Street

Ay you hear the pain soon as the beat come on

Thelonious, man, what the fuck you tryna do

Get me to create the hood Bible or somethin'?

Hold on, look, Humble Beast, uh-huh

A street **** like me at least, gotta keep it G at least

If I ain't standin' on my own two, then I must be deceased

A street **** like me'll be mostly dead or gone

But I'm at the stu', and when I lay this track I'm headed home

I been starvin' for this long, keep the plate, I'll wait for the feast

Watch them eat in front of me, don't act like I ain't want a piece

Now all the birthday and funerals, they comin' to me

Everybody runnin' to me, want somethin' from me

I'd be lyin' on this money, if I told you it meant somethin' to me

But I'll still do what I can for you, if it's comfortably

And for me, out there in them trenches, it was ugly

Some of that pain still stuck in me, so that mean don't you fuck with me

Street ****, where they be? Nowhere else but the streets

Only place some **** been besides the block was custody

In the richest nation ever, that's just so fucked up to me

I'ma show my dawgs the world if they can put they trust in me

Clutch the heat, even when I'm dolo, ain't no touchin' me

**** see me all the time I know don't even fuck with me

Say what they gon' do but don't walk up to me

They ain't street

"I heard you did that right there 'bout foenem house"

Nah, that ain't me

All apartments, never had a house till I moved mama out

Racist neighbors, that's the only drama now

Told her what I do for you, you owe it to my sister, ma

Ain't nothin' free

Besides the fact life get harder, everything lovely

They movin' in a bigger crib right up the street

You know me, same Herb, just a triple-double-G

Still got some G-Fazos right here on my fuckin' feet

Honor Hov, study 'Kiss, I fuck with Meek, street **** like me

Shit, I be like fuck the streets, ain't got no love for me

Took everybody I love from me, ain't never did nothin' for me

200K I can make in a day, still gotta keep a gun with me

Know I'm on point if they run up on me

Man, that shit ain't no fun for me

Remember, I was leanin', **** almost had me

Really though, they had us, but his pistol jammed up

Made us youngins man up, gun up, run my bands up

Just did a news interview 'cause they don't understand us

Why I gotta tote my heat? I be on BET

You don't wanna see me free, be great, can I do me?

A street **** like me at least, always wanna see you eat

Even if we got some beef, come get face to face with me

Yeah, I'm right here at the top, come get face to face with me

And you guys get to some gwap, you gon' be any place with me

I flex e'ry chance I get, still humble, but that don't mean shit

Bankrolls on me and Rip, hollow tips in his stick

Hit the stage lights on, now I'm lit, prolly three, four thou' for my fit

Off the Percs geeked, wilin' and shit, fuck around, get violent quick

Go on 'head, make 'em mad real quick

Post up on the 'gram with my bitch

Player ****, I be chillin' with her, 'cause I fucked 'em all

Especially Chicago, she know I slutted y'all

I'm just tryin' live, go out, eat, can't do that at all

Know I love the fans, I get rushed in every other mall

Street **** should always wanna be bigger

You satisfied with thousands, you a cheap ****

Satisfied, livin' off his guys, that's a leech ****

Heard he set his goals off satisfaction, yeah that's me ****

If he satisfied with clothes and hoes, that's a weak ****

I'm just a street ****, I'm an extraordinary thinker

I'm a three-percenter

I'm like a prophet, I know magic, I could speak a picture

I make harsh decisions, but I'm smart and listen

I'm a killer, I'm that ****, I'm just me ****, I'm everything

I can't let nobody label me ****, I go and meet the label

Like I'm from the label, I brought cake and bagels

How I'm so discreet and got the gat, that's how I'm able

I got married to the streets and let her drive me crazy

Know she had affairs with me, can't let go my weddin' ring

Whole world dyin' for the truth, I'm here to save it

The youth dryin' 'cause it ain't shit to do, we gotta save 'em

You in the streets and die tonight, who gon' be there to raise 'em?

Not the streets, ****

This for the street ****

You a street ****, you like me, ain't you?

This is for the street ****, 'cause you a street ****

This is for the street ****, you like me, ain't you?