Street Life

Too low. Moygi. Turn up the bass. Wrong. Street light. Oh, you playing out here for fun? Ain't got a

crawl. **** rapping bout that street shit. But don't post on what ain't from. Pull up. Trippin in that heat

shit with a bad bitch in the front. Fuck no pussies, let her keep this. They gonna end up in my blunt side.

Stone stick in my lap. No, I don't gotta pop the trunk. But I gotta leave it right there. He run up, you turn

to run. You ain't never been inside the streets. Don't try to jump in to the cold. This shit get deep I know

some brothers took the stand to the cold. They. Can't smell a ****. Broke my nose and free my brothers

out of camp. Ain't nothing shakes the praying hands. If you rap. I'ma snake them in assault rifles and jam

all night after pill I start to be get it daddy, kill for the cops I got a pill. Try call angel told the will my

brothers help with some mist? That's a little one that's not living outlook on nobody with no tough love.

Got a moon, dear? Can't trust a snooze with streetlight. Oh, you playing out here for fun? Ain't gotta

crawl. **** rapping bout that street shit. But don't post up where they from. Pull a trippin in that shit

with a bad bitch in the front. No pussies. Let's keep this. They gonna end up in my blunt street light. Oh,

you playing out here for fun? Ain't gotta crawl. **** rapping bout that street shit. But don't post up

where they from. Pull up trippin in that heat. Shit with a bad bitch in the front. Fuck no pussies. Let her

keep this. They gonna end up in my blunt sights. Don't stick in my lap. No, I don't gotta pop the trunk.

But I gotta leave him right there. He run up and turn the run. You ain't never been inside the streets. Don't

try to jump in. Holy shit. I know some way to go. Oh.