We hustle In order to get by to the next day
Ducking informants,keeping our names outta they essays
Watching for 12 jumping out for brothers and Ese's
On top of watching the gang way
Trying to buss me a safe-play
The streets is Transparent
All they scriptures is see thru
Can't read between the lines
We'll be in a funeral line to grieve you
Cold winters mean the deceitful
Will be looking to heat you
When the long arm tryna reach you
Its a few ways they'll greet you
I ran with the wolves
Half the time when I could
Couple my friends was snakes
Lets not get it misunderstood
Seen a few of my friends mistakes
Results didn't turn out so good
So at the end of the day
I got it straight out the mud
Was once told watch the company I keep
I replied when I'm at work My baby sitta is the streets
Came up off OG morals
You know"never shit where ya sleep
Plus the block I'm from God watching them niggas for free
Now that's code in the streets
My main goal in the streets
Was to run up 50k off dogfood
Before It get old in a week
Listen more than I talk
Gotta control when you speak
My Heart like Air Force sneaks
Keep my soul in the streets
We was controlling the strip
Soliciting that white stuff
Advice from convicted felons that've fuxed they life up
On parole for 10 years
Government f*cking they rights up
Child supports and side niggas
Got em ready to f*ck they wife up
So this real talk
Word to mommy
All Facts
The emotion in my voice should let you you I live that
Stop listening to clowns
Told em give me my ears back
Even if you gave me your hands I wouldn't feel that
They love to get on tracks and toss around nouns and verbs
Over protools about lbs and birds
If it wasn't for the beat
They would sound absurd
I'ma surround they curb and
Extort all you clowns and nerds
To me they Falling off like toppings on a Big Mac
Mentioning ya block
Like I asked for where you lived at
Mentioning ya gwap
Should've questioned why you did that
Showing off for hoes
Just gonna get you shot and get ya bitch slapped
Whoever reside in the throne
I force em to get right up
Cause when all the chips is down
You forced to put a fight up
Win lose or draw
Make me pick this 40 with the sight up
Slide up
4th of July
Enough sparks to light ya night up
Arm over forearm
Steady breathing
My aim is all in the Art
And I Been painting this picture from the Heart
Was Birth in 83
So basically this way since the start
They say life is movie
I'm strictly just playing my part
(These facts)
On my job
There's non that can deny it
Lyrical diet
Soul beats
But it's pressure when I apply it
Big difference between classical and expired
So when I speak you either get money or get quiet (Shhhh)
Old niggas proving they gangsters
Should be ashamed of that
Out here With all the tough talk
You should put a name with that
If that's keeping it 100
Trust me I got some change for that
So Once this boy meets world
It's like tapangas back
I run a shotgun play
So don't ignore the scrimmage
Cause you'll be the 1st down when the 4th in inches
Hard to make it out alive
With them poor decisions
I'll leave you dead in this bitch
No abortion clinic
First stain I hit was damn near 40 large cash
Left his brain running in his lap
Like a 40yrd pass
Stayed on route and hit the corners like a 40 yrd dash
Old alcoholic
Kept that 40 on stash
I still remain grounded
No dirt on my sneaker
Was still fly to death
That's word to Aliyah
My franklins demand respect
That's word to Aretha
Given you the best that I got
Like I learned from Anita
I Don't ASPIRE to make a living. I INSPIRE to make a difference
Goals to big to be out here worrying about appearance
This not rap
This muscle memory
I'm going off of experience
That's why it's nothing to put this type of pain in my lyrics
Ruger off my waist
That I use
This a point quick
Leave a mark on ya head
Feel like you've been anointed
When death knocks at your door
You can't refuse this appointment
Dreams with out goals is just fueling disappointment
Soul like issac Hayes
Minus the shades
Krs-one with 360 waves
Cool as Morris day with a fade
And Malcom littles in my hereditary
Tell everything's by any means necessary
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We hustle In order to get by to the next day
Ducking informants,keeping our names outta they essays
Watching for 12 jumping out for brothers and Ese's
On top of watching the gang way
Trying to buss me a safe-play
The streets is Transparent
All they scriptures is see thru
Can't read between the lines
We'll be in a funeral line to grieve you
Cold winters mean the deceitful
Will be looking to heat you
When the long arm tryna reach you
Its a few ways they'll greet you
I ran with the wolves
Half the time when I could
Couple my friends was snakes
Lets not get it misunderstood
Seen a few of my friends mistakes
Results didn't turn out so good
So at the end of the day
I got it straight out the mud
Was once told watch the company I keep
I replied when I'm at work My baby sitta is the streets
Came up off OG morals
You know"never shit where ya sleep
Plus the block I'm from God watching them niggas for free
Now that's code in the streets
My main goal in the streets
Was to run up 50k off dogfood
Before It get old in a week
Listen more than I talk
Gotta control when you speak
My Heart like Air Force sneaks
Keep my soul in the streets
We was controlling the strip
Soliciting that white stuff
Advice from convicted felons that've fuxed they life up
On parole for 10 years
Government f*cking they rights up
Child supports and side niggas
Got em ready to f*ck they wife up
So this real talk
Word to mommy
All Facts
The emotion in my voice should let you you I live that
Stop listening to clowns
Told em give me my ears back
Even if you gave me your hands I wouldn't feel that
They love to get on tracks and toss around nouns and verbs
Over protools about lbs and birds
If it wasn't for the beat
They would sound absurd
I'ma surround they curb and
Extort all you clowns and nerds
To me they Falling off like toppings on a Big Mac
Mentioning ya block
Like I asked for where you lived at
Mentioning ya gwap
Should've questioned why you did that
Showing off for hoes
Just gonna get you shot and get ya bitch slapped
Whoever reside in the throne
I force em to get right up
Cause when all the chips is down
You forced to put a fight up
Win lose or draw
Make me pick this 40 with the sight up
Slide up
4th of July
Enough sparks to light ya night up
Arm over forearm
Steady breathing
My aim is all in the Art
And I Been painting this picture from the Heart
Was Birth in 83
So basically this way since the start
They say life is movie
I'm strictly just playing my part
(These facts)
On my job
There's non that can deny it
Lyrical diet
Soul beats
But it's pressure when I apply it
Big difference between classical and expired
So when I speak you either get money or get quiet (Shhhh)
Old niggas proving they gangsters
Should be ashamed of that
Out here With all the tough talk
You should put a name with that
If that's keeping it 100
Trust me I got some change for that
So Once this boy meets world
It's like tapangas back
I run a shotgun play
So don't ignore the scrimmage
Cause you'll be the 1st down when the 4th in inches
Hard to make it out alive
With them poor decisions
I'll leave you dead in this bitch
No abortion clinic
First stain I hit was damn near 40 large cash
Left his brain running in his lap
Like a 40yrd pass
Stayed on route and hit the corners like a 40 yrd dash
Old alcoholic
Kept that 40 on stash
I still remain grounded
No dirt on my sneaker
Was still fly to death
That's word to Aliyah
My franklins demand respect
That's word to Aretha
Given you the best that I got
Like I learned from Anita
I Don't ASPIRE to make a living. I INSPIRE to make a difference
Goals to big to be out here worrying about appearance
This not rap
This muscle memory
I'm going off of experience
That's why it's nothing to put this type of pain in my lyrics
Ruger off my waist
That I use
This a point quick
Leave a mark on ya head
Feel like you've been anointed
When death knocks at your door
You can't refuse this appointment
Dreams with out goals is just fueling disappointment
Soul like issac Hayes
Minus the shades
Krs-one with 360 waves
Cool as Morris day with a fade
And Malcom littles in my hereditary
Tell everything's by any means necessary
Ducking informants,keeping our names outta they essays
Watching for 12 jumping out for brothers and Ese's
On top of watching the gang way
Trying to buss me a safe-play
The streets is Transparent
All they scriptures is see thru
Can't read between the lines
We'll be in a funeral line to grieve you
Cold winters mean the deceitful
Will be looking to heat you
When the long arm tryna reach you
Its a few ways they'll greet you
I ran with the wolves
Half the time when I could
Couple my friends was snakes
Lets not get it misunderstood
Seen a few of my friends mistakes
Results didn't turn out so good
So at the end of the day
I got it straight out the mud
Was once told watch the company I keep
I replied when I'm at work My baby sitta is the streets
Came up off OG morals
You know"never shit where ya sleep
Plus the block I'm from God watching them niggas for free
Now that's code in the streets
My main goal in the streets
Was to run up 50k off dogfood
Before It get old in a week
Listen more than I talk
Gotta control when you speak
My Heart like Air Force sneaks
Keep my soul in the streets
We was controlling the strip
Soliciting that white stuff
Advice from convicted felons that've fuxed they life up
On parole for 10 years
Government f*cking they rights up
Child supports and side niggas
Got em ready to f*ck they wife up
So this real talk
Word to mommy
All Facts
The emotion in my voice should let you you I live that
Stop listening to clowns
Told em give me my ears back
Even if you gave me your hands I wouldn't feel that
They love to get on tracks and toss around nouns and verbs
Over protools about lbs and birds
If it wasn't for the beat
They would sound absurd
I'ma surround they curb and
Extort all you clowns and nerds
To me they Falling off like toppings on a Big Mac
Mentioning ya block
Like I asked for where you lived at
Mentioning ya gwap
Should've questioned why you did that
Showing off for hoes
Just gonna get you shot and get ya bitch slapped
Whoever reside in the throne
I force em to get right up
Cause when all the chips is down
You forced to put a fight up
Win lose or draw
Make me pick this 40 with the sight up
Slide up
4th of July
Enough sparks to light ya night up
Arm over forearm
Steady breathing
My aim is all in the Art
And I Been painting this picture from the Heart
Was Birth in 83
So basically this way since the start
They say life is movie
I'm strictly just playing my part
(These facts)
On my job
There's non that can deny it
Lyrical diet
Soul beats
But it's pressure when I apply it
Big difference between classical and expired
So when I speak you either get money or get quiet (Shhhh)
Old niggas proving they gangsters
Should be ashamed of that
Out here With all the tough talk
You should put a name with that
If that's keeping it 100
Trust me I got some change for that
So Once this boy meets world
It's like tapangas back
I run a shotgun play
So don't ignore the scrimmage
Cause you'll be the 1st down when the 4th in inches
Hard to make it out alive
With them poor decisions
I'll leave you dead in this bitch
No abortion clinic
First stain I hit was damn near 40 large cash
Left his brain running in his lap
Like a 40yrd pass
Stayed on route and hit the corners like a 40 yrd dash
Old alcoholic
Kept that 40 on stash
I still remain grounded
No dirt on my sneaker
Was still fly to death
That's word to Aliyah
My franklins demand respect
That's word to Aretha
Given you the best that I got
Like I learned from Anita
I Don't ASPIRE to make a living. I INSPIRE to make a difference
Goals to big to be out here worrying about appearance
This not rap
This muscle memory
I'm going off of experience
That's why it's nothing to put this type of pain in my lyrics
Ruger off my waist
That I use
This a point quick
Leave a mark on ya head
Feel like you've been anointed
When death knocks at your door
You can't refuse this appointment
Dreams with out goals is just fueling disappointment
Soul like issac Hayes
Minus the shades
Krs-one with 360 waves
Cool as Morris day with a fade
And Malcom littles in my hereditary
Tell everything's by any means necessary
Writer: WU-GATTI MADE
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid