Street$ (Lyrics/Remix/Mixtape)

Growing up , stress wasnt a thing to me

Until I got older and hit fifteen

Then I started hitting licks and smoking weed

But nobody sees what I see

All I wanted was a father

I would call him up , no answer so why bother

With the plans and then pushing em to a further date

I mean fuck it , im already jail bait

"You're a piece of shit Christian!!!" , oh you dont say

"You're just like your father!!" yeah I know , okay

I completed my job so wheres my pay

Got like 2 years left then im gone , yay

Hitting bitches up , with the keyword aye

I miss my friends man , Anthony , Jordan and Jay

They all got nicknames now , I remember when we would just play

Go onto the porch and smoke some

Then we would all be on the roof , we were dumb

But what can I say , these streets are cold

Not just talking weather but also the rocks being sold

Or the rocks being kicked , walking down alleyways

And running for hopping a whip , oh my rhymes are cliche

So fuck you and your opinion , anyway

Back to the topic

I should stop running thru these streets and look at the signs that say stop it

Verbally , physically and mentally

I told jay he was going down the wrong path then he got bopped coincidentally

I know it wasnt on purpose he did it accidentally

Doesnt change the fact that the roughest thing on this entire earth is these streets

I would just hide between my sheets

and listen on repeat to the same goddamn beat

 

These streets

The sun and moon align

Pray to Allah

Slang it all

Trap til that money call

These streets

Tear a man limb from limb

Then still ask why the lights are so dimb

Hes gone , been dead

Thats what he told me , he said

These streets