Speak On It

Lyrics

[Intro] (500K in this motherfucker) One of the most reasonable, one of the most solid Yeah, uh, yo, Pes' Yeah, uh (That kid Zello) [Chorus] Thuggin' in the streets, tryna make a way A lot of niggas die young, they ain't here today Was it all worth it? They ain't here to say Granny see what's goin' on, all she do is pray [Verse 1] Granny call my phone, say I'm in her prayers (Yeah) 40 on my hip, ain't tryna meet the maker Chopper in the closet, hope she don't see it And if she do see it, would it be my reason? Made a couple enemies and they know the house (Yeah) I get home, take a shower, then I'm on the couch (Yeah) I take a nap, tryna relieve my stress (My stress) Count up my money, now it's time to get dressed (Now it's time to get dressed) We outside, know the thugs always hangin' (Always hangin') Chase a nigga off his street, name ringin' (Yeah) Glock hangin' out the window, Cobainin' Glock hangin' out the window, Cobainin', yeah I'm probably trappin' with your bitch, I'm not slangin' (Uh-uh) I get money, I don't care I'm not famous (Uh-uh) We in traffic and we see that y'all hangin' (Oh yeah?) But I can't speak on that shit, I'm tryna make it I won't tell on myself, but I'll tell the truth (Uh) I'm tryna get it out the booth, coupe bulletproof (Yeah) I just spent a nigga note on some tennis shoes (Facts) You know you dealin' with the real, not the fake crew (Facts) Only rockin' with my brothers, yeah, the same two (Same ones) No, they not blood, but they came through (My niggas) I had bad dreams and they came true I hope my good dreams do the same too, yeah [Chorus] Thuggin' in the streets, tryna make a way A lot of niggas die young, they ain't here today Was it all worth it? They ain't here to say Granny see what's goin' on, all she do is pray I only shed tears for the real niggas Seen fake niggas kill real niggas That body don't mean nothin' outside of jealousy (Outside of jealousy) Pey, speak on that shit, my mind tellin' me, yeah [Verse 2] I don't trust nobody, I'm talkin' nobody I keep my ear to the streets like my phone by it That bitch fuckin', but she swear that she a homebody She probably fucked one of my opps, I don't know, probably I be fuckin' opp hoes and I know they salty (Yeah) Off the kush and orange juice, mix it with the coffee I seen a nigga head split, oh, they finally offed him I be tippin' through the traffic and I do it often Yeah, I know you see me Yeah, I know you wanna be me (Nigga), uh Young Pes', yeah, yeah 'Til we all up [Chorus] Thuggin' in the streets, tryna make a way A lot of niggas die young, they ain't here today Was it all worth it? They ain't here to say Granny see what's goin' on, all she do is pray I only shed tears for the real niggas Seen fake niggas kill real niggas That body don't mean nothin' outside of jealousy (Outside of jealousy) Pey, speak on that shit, my mind tellin' me, yeah