Street Life

Lyrics

[Verse 1: TXX Will] I started out broke as a motherfucker, me, my sister and brother Ain't got nobody to call daddy, 'cause all he did was sleep with my mother By the time I turned 15, this broke thing started to get old A nigga needed a hustle, some type of way to stack a bankroll So I headed out on a mission, didn't waste no time, got straight to the point Got a dime bag of weed, now I'll probably roll 'bout 25 joints That's when I started to hustle, and got my first taste of paper I really thought I was doing some, but I found out the truth later It was fun counting 1's, and I probably flashed them once or twice But it wasn't long after that, [?] get cash with my [?] My 1's turned to 5's, nigga, and fivе'll give me 10 Hit thesе [?] slide with my [?] Years later, became a player, with the the shit I do, really ain't no game 'Cause now [?] moved onto something that stepped on solidified cocaine Now I can [?] so I'm tryna tell a nigga nothing twice [?] slip your ice, nigga, that's the price You might have to pay in this street life [Chorus: Short Nitty] Street life Now that's the only life I know Street life So I be [?] til I'm old Street life So when I die, just let me go Street life Lord have mercy on my soul [Verse 2: Big Scoob] It's 1973, ain't no problems, everybody's happy Mama just had her second son, and named me after daddy The happieness only lasted for about 5 more years The day my birth daddy passed, now mama's full of tears It's making me cry, but I don't know why that everybody's saying I'm 5 years old, a baby boy, I bairley knew my dad Since I believed in Jesus, I know he had to meet the reper Since everybody [?] now my brother becomes my teacher He's teaching me what I need to know, 'bout living in them streets Sick of seeing mama struggle, so I was forsed to get out and hustle Bairley in my teens, having dreams of fancy things Ain't a nigga that can stop me, I'ma get it by any means Beginning my jerny as you would say, down the wrong path Not giving a fuck where I'm headed, nigga, I'm just blindly chasing cash I [?] the meanest niggas, and the toughest Wasn't another group of niggas in our town that can touch us Kicking [?] with everything [?] The interest [?] crack cocaine, came in 85 You wouldn't believe the amounts of cash that flowed through our camp With the cash came the fame, the fame's [?] Around this time, a few of my niggas [?] All the while, stacking my chips, living hog style Not giving a fuck about none of these niggas, it's love for my peeps A nigga can't tell me shit, I gets love on these streets [Chorus: Short Nitty] Street life Now that's the only life I know Street life So I be [?] til I'm old Street life So when I die, just let me go Street life Lord have mercy on my soul [Verse 3: Short Nitty] Coming up prideful, [?] heartless ass nigga Surrounded by killers, dope dealers and [?] Claming [?] deep My [?] teeth My angel with me [?] Ain't no mercy, controversys all around me Now ain't no telling when they'll underground me 'Cause I done seen so many niggas buried So many obituaries, so many [?] Now who would've thought that this bitch ass society? Would see a young generation dying violently Handcuffed to the gutters, mugging motherfuckers And clutching pistols [?] want ruckous I bails on my neighborhood corner stop Steady mobbin with niggas down [?] with Glocks Wanna pop a motherfucker in my city, if they step to this Murdering the ghetto, I ain't never show [?] Ghetto often wonder why so many of us die [?] heartless corners [?] Living that This motherfucking ghetto This ghetto got me living that [Chorus: Short Nitty] Street life Now that's the only life I know Street life So I be [?] til I'm old Street life So when I die, just let me go Street life Lord have mercy on my soul