my streets
• Written by da_real_drew
My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep I hate police so im saving
the streets
My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep
Yeah i know we never got to meet
But a slave to my own street.
When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,
Umm, this lane is open if, if you need
Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet deep
It's like you grew up on drug street, 21 out jump street
Began my life out on then street
Seein' dreams in they sleep
Last of a dying breed
Now we all in the street
Walk with heat cause talk is cheap
When they see me out in the street
Including fox hill and 27th street
Yeah i know we never got to meet
But im a slave to my streets
When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,
Umm, this lane is open if, if you need
Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet under
It's like you grew up on drug street, from 21 jump street
Began my life out on then street
Seein' dreams in they sleep
Last of a dying breed
Now we all in the street
Walk with heat cause talk is cheap
When they see me out in the street
Including fox hill and 27th street
And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat
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da_real_drew
Member since December 7 2020