I gotta make it out yeah I'm on a street deadline
Too much niggas dying that i dont wanna see a headline
The Streets Ain't a game they play for keeps you'll lose ya damm life
Praying that i make it with rapping feel like is my time
If i dont make it out with rapping then its back to trappin
And Back to robbing all these stupid niggas with the rachet
The Streets turn my heart cold yeah i been living savage
I been getting money f*cking bitches I ain't have then
And if you claiming that we homies man that shit is past tense
Cause I'm a new nigga now man i Ain't close to average
I Cut a lot of niggas off cause they was on some rat shit
They tried to eat up all my cheese but they Lactose intolerant
So i cut all ties with em
I Ain't gon ride with em
I though em niggas was ride or die but i Ain't dying with em
And for the ones that did me wrong we finna slide on em
The streets done turned me cold hearted I ain't crying for em
You used to be my dawgs thought that you would ride with me
I Always kept it 100 but you really kept it 50
Found out you was a rat now i dont want ya ass near me
So much snitching going on i swear is f*cking up my city
You used to be my dawgs thought that you would ride with me
I Always kept it 100 but you really kept it 50
Found out you was a rat now i dont want ya ass near me
So much snitching going on i swear is f*cking up my city
Look into my eyes you know there something wrong
I Lost too many niggas yeah all summer long
Miss my niggas now I'm writing niggas up in songs
Street deadline on the way you know I'm coming strong
I still think about the shit my uncle butta said
Told me stay right in ya zone and go and stack this bread
A lot of niggas in my city wanna see me dead
Thats why i keep the glock with me straped up with a vest
Cause Ain't no love up in my city thats why i show no love
I'm tired of taking all these L's i need to catch a dub
So much mothers out here crying cause they lost they son
Gun violence getting crazy with em hollow slugs
So i cannot let em take my life, i cant get caught up in that light
Because this street shit has a price, if you gon try to live this life
You gon get left if you go right, thats why i tried to live my life
Because you cannot live it twice, yeah ima live till its my time
You used to be my dawgs thought that you would ride with me
I Always kept it 100 but you really kept it 50
Found out you was a rat now i dont want ya ass near me
So much snitching going on i swear is f*cking up my city
You used to be my dawgs thought that you would ride with me
I Always kept it 100 but you really kept it 50
Found out you was a rat now i dont want ya ass near me
So much snitching going on i swear is f*cking up my city
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I gotta make it out yeah I'm on a street deadline
Too much niggas dying that i dont wanna see a headline
The Streets Ain't a game they play for keeps you'll lose ya damm life
Praying that i make it with rapping feel like is my time
If i dont make it out with rapping then its back to trappin
And Back to robbing all these stupid niggas with the rachet
The Streets turn my heart cold yeah i been living savage
I been getting money f*cking bitches I ain't have then
And if you claiming that we homies man that shit is past tense
Cause I'm a new nigga now man i Ain't close to average
I Cut a lot of niggas off cause they was on some rat shit
They tried to eat up all my cheese but they Lactose intolerant
So i cut all ties with em
I Ain't gon ride with em
I though em niggas was ride or die but i Ain't dying with em
And for the ones that did me wrong we finna slide on em
The streets done turned me cold hearted I ain't crying for em
You used to be my dawgs thought that you would ride with me
I Always kept it 100 but you really kept it 50
Found out you was a rat now i dont want ya ass near me
So much snitching going on i swear is f*cking up my city
You used to be my dawgs thought that you would ride with me
I Always kept it 100 but you really kept it 50
Found out you was a rat now i dont want ya ass near me
So much snitching going on i swear is f*cking up my city
Look into my eyes you know there something wrong
I Lost too many niggas yeah all summer long
Miss my niggas now I'm writing niggas up in songs
Street deadline on the way you know I'm coming strong
I still think about the shit my uncle butta said
Told me stay right in ya zone and go and stack this bread
A lot of niggas in my city wanna see me dead
Thats why i keep the glock with me straped up with a vest
Cause Ain't no love up in my city thats why i show no love
I'm tired of taking all these L's i need to catch a dub
So much mothers out here crying cause they lost they son
Gun violence getting crazy with em hollow slugs
So i cannot let em take my life, i cant get caught up in that light
Because this street shit has a price, if you gon try to live this life
You gon get left if you go right, thats why i tried to live my life
Because you cannot live it twice, yeah ima live till its my time
You used to be my dawgs thought that you would ride with me
I Always kept it 100 but you really kept it 50
Found out you was a rat now i dont want ya ass near me
So much snitching going on i swear is f*cking up my city
You used to be my dawgs thought that you would ride with me
I Always kept it 100 but you really kept it 50
Found out you was a rat now i dont want ya ass near me
So much snitching going on i swear is f*cking up my city
Too much niggas dying that i dont wanna see a headline
The Streets Ain't a game they play for keeps you'll lose ya damm life
Praying that i make it with rapping feel like is my time
If i dont make it out with rapping then its back to trappin
And Back to robbing all these stupid niggas with the rachet
The Streets turn my heart cold yeah i been living savage
I been getting money f*cking bitches I ain't have then
And if you claiming that we homies man that shit is past tense
Cause I'm a new nigga now man i Ain't close to average
I Cut a lot of niggas off cause they was on some rat shit
They tried to eat up all my cheese but they Lactose intolerant
So i cut all ties with em
I Ain't gon ride with em
I though em niggas was ride or die but i Ain't dying with em
And for the ones that did me wrong we finna slide on em
The streets done turned me cold hearted I ain't crying for em
You used to be my dawgs thought that you would ride with me
I Always kept it 100 but you really kept it 50
Found out you was a rat now i dont want ya ass near me
So much snitching going on i swear is f*cking up my city
You used to be my dawgs thought that you would ride with me
I Always kept it 100 but you really kept it 50
Found out you was a rat now i dont want ya ass near me
So much snitching going on i swear is f*cking up my city
Look into my eyes you know there something wrong
I Lost too many niggas yeah all summer long
Miss my niggas now I'm writing niggas up in songs
Street deadline on the way you know I'm coming strong
I still think about the shit my uncle butta said
Told me stay right in ya zone and go and stack this bread
A lot of niggas in my city wanna see me dead
Thats why i keep the glock with me straped up with a vest
Cause Ain't no love up in my city thats why i show no love
I'm tired of taking all these L's i need to catch a dub
So much mothers out here crying cause they lost they son
Gun violence getting crazy with em hollow slugs
So i cannot let em take my life, i cant get caught up in that light
Because this street shit has a price, if you gon try to live this life
You gon get left if you go right, thats why i tried to live my life
Because you cannot live it twice, yeah ima live till its my time
You used to be my dawgs thought that you would ride with me
I Always kept it 100 but you really kept it 50
Found out you was a rat now i dont want ya ass near me
So much snitching going on i swear is f*cking up my city
You used to be my dawgs thought that you would ride with me
I Always kept it 100 but you really kept it 50
Found out you was a rat now i dont want ya ass near me
So much snitching going on i swear is f*cking up my city
Writer: Edwin Gomez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid