Lyrics:
Can't play with my conscious
Yeah, I be the same young nigga send the robbers
Yeah, I be the same young nigga flippin' product
They ain't feel
The streets know that i got it
Bossing like gotti
Speak on my name
Know its money and bodies
They cannot follow up
Shit ain't been adding up
Bitch im a dog
You
like that nigga?
What the fuck I got to do not to get banged up by that trigga?
Cause in the projects, ain't no love
Niggaz will split yo wig cause they
that's another dead feline
I told lil baby we gone need some space we gone be fine
Concrete baby I was raise by the street sign
Nigga if you really was ya
Yo, its PayMilli nigga, PayMilli nigga
got inspired from the streets
from my heart to the streets nigga, to the streets
some of us, started from
Yo, its PayMilli nigga, PayMilli nigga
Got inspired from the streets
From my heart to the streets nigga, to the streets
Some of us, started from
Yo yo
Sit back, toss dice in a knick trap,
Serve big crack in white T's and fitted caps,
These sick reps, this my life you just spit raps,
I been
really is
Built pyramids, ground up from the streets
It's that Q talk serious
Yo, see I'm a student of a game how I pay attention
You so poor that
Yo, the saga begins, begin war
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws, lay down laws
We takin' what's yours, we do
I learned my lesson (I learned my lesson)
No to tellin'
No luck bein' in these streets without yo' weapon
PJ trailin', ridin' through my section
I
feet
Seven days straight, you been weak
I know these haters see, haters see
All eyez on me
Yo, yo, look
Slow jamz and swisher sweetz
I'm a product
with authority
Because the niggers on the street is a majority
A gang - that's wit whoever i'm steppin'
And a motherfuckin' weapon is kept in
A stand-by
Aye
Bout to sell this dope to the streets
Talk dat shit, go head and get yo attention
A boss nigga all on a mission
No holding back gotta play for
got to shake him
I might become a percenter and As-salāmu ʿalaykum
I wrestle the dose of ignorance belligerent flows
Straight through my body
Yo Gotti
paper im on yo ass, ceo illy been by the bag
post wit dat strap that was by the bag, I feel like wop ima buy the block
i feel like ross ima chop
body after body and our mayor Guiliani
ain't tryin to see no black man turn to John Gotti
My daughter use a potty so she's older now
Educated street
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard TEC got murdered in a town I never heard of
By some bitch named Alberta over
you pulling and he bussing Nigga you bluffing
Cuz I'll hit you with that FN leave yo chest out here gushing
Why these streets bring pain to me
wit another ill flow
Yo, who really started this rap shit, i'm addicted
And i can't stop sayin shit, like sega
I'm street fightin niggas like vega
Black
fault I was born into this fucked up world
Not sure how to fix this
Baby maybe I can ease your pain just a little bit
Yo I got the cure for sickness
Yo yo life is hard so I dedicate to God
Mad cats sell coke tryin not to starve
Young girls sell vagina from Jersey to Carolina
Saw moms
And my pride don't give a damn
By now You know I always got a plan
Right now my product on high demand
Machine guns
On
Machine guns
On
Even street niggas
a H.U.S.T.L.A
I'm on a grind, on a regular
I hustle hard whether up in the Yo
Or up in the streets of im ahead of yaaaa…
I'm a H.U.S.T.L.A
I'm on a grind,
(Repeat x2)
Crime life!
(Lil' Cease)
Yo, yo!
When it's on it's on, writing's on the floor
Guts in his bed, the blood's on us all
Before he hit the floor,
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