Lyrics:
lonely lion
On the streets that mans on a
Said she likes the finer things in life yet she don't wanna be by my side
Cut her off, now it's her loss, missed
wrap circles around niggas. On my grind
I draw circles around these roaches with the chalk
Get your body outlined in the Streets of New York
By
Outta one came many, Electric Man runnin through the Electric City
Ruled and govern by electricity, it's like a dream
Our superiors are pathetic
nice gold medallions
But she didn't violate me, so I escaped see
Back to Queen's pumpin' the fiends makin' more Cream
Know what I mean? I'm a natural
There's a simple explanation why I rarely go out
Weeks go by when I barely leave the house
So many evenings I spend screaming at my television set
the night out on the streets
I'd like to kiss you too but it wouldn't do
And all the poems that we wrote
Would be printed out in gold
In our memories
hurt if you come from out of town
But down by lord that's word
Fantastic
Show stoppin emcees
Yeah here streets is move by glocks in whos pocket
But
Nigga!
Till a nigga D-I-E, I be forever thuggin baby!
The same nigga that's why the streets still love me baby!
Bitch I'm from Dade County.
See
Bitch by my side
Gun loaded she wanna ride
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
She Feeling me I wonder why
we got a special guest with us
As a proud subsidiary of Papa Molly incorporated
We got the CEO herself to come swing on by and tell you a tale
a melody
Christ came and He gave me
His grace
So In turn I live by faith
Talk streets of gold
I got life everlasting
God change my goals
Till Your will is
to community
Showin nothing but love til its unity
I was just out here doing me
Flooding the streets like its New Orleans
Protecting the family by any means
So
from off the top inside the dome
Illuminated by the light, conscious from the mind
I got this buddha on my side while I'm working on myself
The streets
of Marlborough Street lit by the light of the arcade
We're not alive, were day dreaming
We drop like flies, nobody's grieving
Looking for hidden treasure in
Cash money nigga ion fuck wit visa
Got it on me nigga know I keep a heater
Gud Mud Homie mix it by the liter
Double cup a put u in the sleeper
Street
on the streets
I hope left enough gold for you to get back on your feet, peace
I woke up early on my born day
I'm 20, it's a blessing [2x]
I woke up early on my
We melted down the gold
The gold that we found buried in her teeth
For wigs her hair was sold
To drunken soldiers, stumbling down the street
feeling that bass all down the street
Jumped out the car on 9-0
I was wearing all white Capezio
Had my 501's, five dunkey ropes
Couldn't be saved by
the back door slow
And the cats are out, gonna harmonize
They're headed for cool street on the main line
And here comes that joe serpentine
The life of a cat
shining on
My whole future dipped in gold and covered in diamond stones
Stop the music, that's reckless
Especially how niggas lose they future to a necklace
Popping bottles, blowing paper
Balling hard, he know they hating
But they gon' respect it
Cause he rocked Tony
And Tony had the hood on smash by his lonely
on Worldstar, plus I'm Worldstar
You might have seen me once before
In ya girl car
Drumma Boy the name, but I go by D-Boy
Fresh nigga never known to miss a beat
that street life
Seven hundred block of soldiers
But I'm surrounded in this world
Where I'm loved by many
And hated by few
Respected by ya'll
Your skin is cold,
But the sun shines within your hold
Your hair is gold, but you see through a goldfish bowl
I feel old, sick and tired
We walk
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