Lyrics:
about a fuckin' million in a week
(What what what what)
When I can't forget that we all still street
Yo, yo
You know a nigga that's sniffin', that's
way, ig' the shit in the streets
Just let me smoke this one cig in peace
Give me 10 minutes
By myself, you the boys at home
That's all the time I really
Street life
I was raised in the streets and the street life is all i know
I wanna leave the streets i wanna move on but i'm stuck and i can't let go
jackhammer falls from your hand to your feet
And you need it badly but it lays on the street
And your bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear its beat
what's up?
All my NY niggas, what's up?
The mafia, ha, let's get it!
Mixed the Balmain with the Bape shit
I've been going ape shit
Finna go banana like
(When you said goodbye)
(I start to cry)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each
repeatin'
You can't let go again
What's in a name on the street tonight
I'm only a face in the crowd
I'm all in the dark and afraid tonight
There's
the News say you disappeared
If you can't bang then back up
If you talk heavy then back it up
We the ones causing all the ruckus
So everybody tryna scrap
the News say you disappeared
If you can't bang then back up
If you talk heavy then back it up
We the ones causing all the ruckus
So everybody tryna scrap
the News say you disappeared
If you can't bang then back up
If you talk heavy then back it up
We the ones causing all the ruckus
So everybody tryna scrap
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
doors
I look for dividends
I ain't lookin' for you hoes
You bitch can't comprehend
Let me put one in ya bro
Let me put one in ya bro
So you niggas can go
out), gotta let it smoke out (smoke out)
Can't put that smoke out (smoke out), gotta let it smoke out (smoke out)
It's gon' go down if you want some
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
light
And that's when you can go
You keep straight on v
Until you come to e
That's when you see a big sign that says
Welcome to love street
I
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
block street
Nigga health care insured by that guap
More ways than [?] to me [?]
Jackals playin' overseas with they yacht
Shit I probly be the same I find
'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street
I heard you wanna fuck with Dre
You picked the wrong motherfuckin' day
Here we go, toe to toe, flow for flow
Let
'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street
I heard you wanna fuck with Dre
You picked the wrong motherfuckin' day
Here we go, toe to toe, flow for flow
Let
streets
I can't go to sleep
Jesus coming soon got souls to reach
Can't let my soul go leave
Got to go repent before I sleep
I can't go to sleep
If I'm in my
to reach
Can't let my soul go leave
Been stepping since a youngster
Off that north
Demons lie to me
They don't like
I preach up
On these streets
I can't go
minute
I'm like Bennett, I ain't in it
Go on with your reject rap attack
You'll get more from a prize in a Cracker Jack
And since Banks said he can't
I'm on the run (I'm on the run, shawty)
And I can't stop now, oh no
Don't think that we a couple
'cause I'm with you tonight
I gotta hit the streets
I
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