Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
He was only 17 he had a dream to get it up out the mud
But didn't nobody see his vision didn't nobody show him love
Went and got a QP and hit the block and started selling yay
Focused on a dollar then somebody took his life away
Too busy focused on the streets what are we doing neglecting our children
Trying to live life in the fast lane we all want to ball like Patrick Ewing
All of my people living the struggle
We got to stop and help one another
Let's Spread the peace,Let's spread the joy
Put down the guns ,and love one another
We gotta stop all the segregation No longer slaves emancipation
All the same trials and tribulations created equal in his creation
Ohh ohh ohh ohh wish somebody would've told me
How to make it out of these streets
It get's hard on this lonely road but still i try
L evolved and out grown these streets but it's my life
It's my life.
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right.
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
Montgomery took a part of me when they killed my patna Doe
We was just kids now you ain't here no more
Wish R.Kelly you was here to see you became a legend
Tell nip the marathon continues hold it down in heaven
My city lost so many Legends to that street life
It's not only where I'm from it's everywhere I go
From Atlanta to Chi Raq from the boot to LA
You ever seen a 4yr old laying in the street's
Hit by a stray bullet bleeding dying slow
Mama running out the house screaming that's her son
Waiting on an ambulance she lost her only son
Tears running down her eyes her child died in her arms
Mama don't cry no more I'm knocking on heaven's door
Wipe them tears out yo face Mama
You ain't gotta hurt no more momma
Somebody tell me
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
Street Life (feat. Chri$ Lowe) Video (MV)
Performed By: YunRo
Language: English
Length: 3:37
Written by: Lukas Worm, Martin Aguilar, Rodski Williams, AGUILAR MARTIN, WILLIAMS RODSKI
YunRo - Street Life (feat. Chri$ Lowe) Lyrics
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Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
He was only 17 he had a dream to get it up out the mud
But didn't nobody see his vision didn't nobody show him love
Went and got a QP and hit the block and started selling yay
Focused on a dollar then somebody took his life away
Too busy focused on the streets what are we doing neglecting our children
Trying to live life in the fast lane we all want to ball like Patrick Ewing
All of my people living the struggle
We got to stop and help one another
Let's Spread the peace,Let's spread the joy
Put down the guns ,and love one another
We gotta stop all the segregation No longer slaves emancipation
All the same trials and tribulations created equal in his creation
Ohh ohh ohh ohh wish somebody would've told me
How to make it out of these streets
It get's hard on this lonely road but still i try
L evolved and out grown these streets but it's my life
It's my life.
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right.
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
Montgomery took a part of me when they killed my patna Doe
We was just kids now you ain't here no more
Wish R.Kelly you was here to see you became a legend
Tell nip the marathon continues hold it down in heaven
My city lost so many Legends to that street life
It's not only where I'm from it's everywhere I go
From Atlanta to Chi Raq from the boot to LA
You ever seen a 4yr old laying in the street's
Hit by a stray bullet bleeding dying slow
Mama running out the house screaming that's her son
Waiting on an ambulance she lost her only son
Tears running down her eyes her child died in her arms
Mama don't cry no more I'm knocking on heaven's door
Wipe them tears out yo face Mama
You ain't gotta hurt no more momma
Somebody tell me
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
He was only 17 he had a dream to get it up out the mud
But didn't nobody see his vision didn't nobody show him love
Went and got a QP and hit the block and started selling yay
Focused on a dollar then somebody took his life away
Too busy focused on the streets what are we doing neglecting our children
Trying to live life in the fast lane we all want to ball like Patrick Ewing
All of my people living the struggle
We got to stop and help one another
Let's Spread the peace,Let's spread the joy
Put down the guns ,and love one another
We gotta stop all the segregation No longer slaves emancipation
All the same trials and tribulations created equal in his creation
Ohh ohh ohh ohh wish somebody would've told me
How to make it out of these streets
It get's hard on this lonely road but still i try
L evolved and out grown these streets but it's my life
It's my life.
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right.
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
Montgomery took a part of me when they killed my patna Doe
We was just kids now you ain't here no more
Wish R.Kelly you was here to see you became a legend
Tell nip the marathon continues hold it down in heaven
My city lost so many Legends to that street life
It's not only where I'm from it's everywhere I go
From Atlanta to Chi Raq from the boot to LA
You ever seen a 4yr old laying in the street's
Hit by a stray bullet bleeding dying slow
Mama running out the house screaming that's her son
Waiting on an ambulance she lost her only son
Tears running down her eyes her child died in her arms
Mama don't cry no more I'm knocking on heaven's door
Wipe them tears out yo face Mama
You ain't gotta hurt no more momma
Somebody tell me
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
Tell me how are we supposed to make it out the struggle
When everybody killing one another
Aye this that story of that street life and I'm just praying all my people get right
Writer: Lukas Worm, Martin Aguilar, Rodski Williams, AGUILAR MARTIN, WILLIAMS RODSKI
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid