Lyrics:
for protection
The want us to send a message to Jimmy the bartender
Lend a friend the money next you're ripping off his car fenders
He's coming
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
jury be VVSes
Kated by DTSes
Like Khalid shit we the best and
I tell em hoes I don't wanna talk
Just leave a message
Automatic stash boxes so they
Can
Hit the message, I can hear you calling
No one's going anywhere tonight
We conceived a modern generation
It was free but now we pay the price
We're
Listen, I'ma hundred percent hustla from my face to my feet
My lifetime cases the street, my dime places the street
Until I wake and see another
the shaders
Live from the cracks of the concrete
12 try to take a nigga off the street
Make the gun sound now for Mike Brown
Take a nigga life when you
floor
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
I grew up looking at the niggas that was selling coke
Oh, I was raised by the stop sign
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
Dem' shoot at us
Turn around and deny it.
People on the streets are dying.
We must come together
Fight depression and pull de pressure
On de
a lot of niggas went pop drop
So I thank you for my life and all that I got
I want to praise you and drop off a message to Pac
I was sitten here lookin
listen then they take it all as a joke
By far the realist song I ever wrote feel like President Maw you should vote
Turn on the tv and I get the mopes
no better
My moms let me roam these streets and see my dad wherever
Goddamn, I got a glance of the street life
I'm going in, fuck the street lights
(Ayo Steezy)
We in the trenches it's war where we at
Devil gon stay on attack
Miss me with that, never hold back
Spreading the message, up to the max
your neck
Maybe the writing On the wall will make you turn your head
From I first seen a tag on the street
I was dragging my feet
Moms grabbed me
Told
thing was going down with Gucci
Bodyguard named Coogivstayed around
Gucci had a clique named Da Vinci
Putting out hits, sent a message to Versace
They
of losing my n****z to the streets
I don't know why, or how, but trouble keep tryna find me
I said I'm so tired (Aye) of losing my n****z to the streets
I
Negrito let the streets know, Moldune got deep flow
Que Rico is what she calls me, usted mi hijos
Where's my equals? Smoking loud like that shit
clean that that shit will fucking sparkle
The months are kinda starting to pass by like days
I feel like I'm in a daze
When I cross streets don't look
Ezra, to meet Sarah and the women of Ward 10, on the street to continue to protest the price of Kosher meat.
V3 Husband
Fanny, are you insane?
These
These streets is cold
AC
If it wasn't for his
Mercy
I was blind now
I See
Buried myself in the pages
You steady worried bought wages
This a message for
life
My whole life
I can't find no peace in the streets dawg
Time to let my dogs off the leash y'all
I can't find no peace in the streets dawg
Time
Am I alive or alone
Am I sad or I'm drunk
She left cause she got bored
I can't feel anymore
Walking in the streets alone
Dark days got me feeling
eat
Highly educated, bitch I walked across the street
And I'm a young one from the street
Man it's your boy Little ECG
Only my mama get to call me by
it up mm
Geeze, that's enough
Breathe, little bit of ooh
Sleaze, you're in my
Streets, rolling up my
Trees, you got no
Steeze, run along bitch
Leave!
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