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Sweet street dream
- //Hook
- The street is cold, it's not a place for all the kids that run away from
- there home, guns and drugs, becoming a street thug is all you ever
- dreamed about, try to find a job, it's not
- possible x2
- //Verse 1
- I'm not a thug, you see me on the street and you think i'm done
- i where my hoodies and jeans smoking weed and living my dreams
- Try to live forever young, but someday we all grow up
- even if we stay, life just keeps rolling on, your left alone
- because no one cares about you, your a lifeless thug
- a worm in the dirt, a silhouette in the shadows,
- you have no money, no family not even the dealer likes you
- you where there when they needed you, where the fuck are they now?
- They keep hurting you,
- Being in a gang is not the answer, shooting fooling feeling awe full
- Your being tortured by the state, they use you to afford there new
- Ferrari
- And they make you say i'm sorry
- You'll get looked up, sucked up in a new kind of criminality
- You see it as your spirituality.
- Making friends, make you end another persons life
- //Hook
- The street is cold, it's not a place for all the kids that run away from
- there home, guns and drugs, becoming a street thug is all you ever
- dreamed about, try to find a job, it's not
- possible x2
- //Verse 2
- I'm getting track of my life, feeling good, got some cash
- Rolling like a king bitch
- Got my own crew, not thinking of what will happen
- Everyone wants my spot
- several guns pointed at me, was it really worth it?
- i still think so
- Now i'm richer then ever, i can buy whatever.
- But you still got no family, having that is lovely
- You should get a girl, leave the street and start living your life
- Fuck that i can keep go forever.
- I don't need anyone, that just make me feel better
- Don't interfere with my life, my crew, my soup
- I got respect on street, no one mess with me
- I might have to pull the trigger, robe a bank
- that's vanilla, i'm not a thug anymore, i'm a gangster, gangster,
- gangster
- //Hook
- The street is cold, it's not a place for all the kids that run away from
- there home, guns and drugs, becoming a street thug is all you ever
- dreamed about, try to find a job, it's not
- possible x2
- (silent part untill the last 10 seconds)
- The street is cold, it's not a place for all the kids that run away from
- there home, guns and drugs, becoming a street thug is all you ever
- dreamed about, try to find a job, it's not
- possible
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