Lyrics

[Verse 1] How can I leave the streets alone when the streets is all I know? Out in them trenches, the place I call my home Running with shooters and you would never know The way I move silence the Tech because the hate is strong Learned life, niggas is shady and you'll call 'em folks The streets held me afloat when niggas crashed the boat The streets gave me a path, it even gave me hope Gave me all the tools that I need to build this lane I'm on And now I'm sharing my story because my game was taught By real niggas while your game was brought And I ain't paying for no features, gots to pay me one Cash, debit, credit or weight, you gots to pay me something Bars like dope on the track, grade-A Columbian Ain't no cut in my verse, hooks'll make you numb Feeling every story I tell, it's coming from the mud A dirty nigga outta Philly, gotta show me love Do it for my people in poverty, only hope is drugs Thinking only way to get out is letting go a slug Posted on that block for power, no Omari Hardwick But he got the same vision without, 50 so he grinding harder [Verse 2] Uh, I know they doubted me, hated on my potential Want me to fail, but winning what I get into I say "I" 'cause "we", they made it an issue Lost faith like I ain't the great goat with a pencil Been him, you niggas just slept on like a pillow I'm underrated, y'all been knew, niggas know what I've been through Never gotten the proper applaud, but I'ma get soon From rapping, not trapping or banging out with my pistol I'm grown now and I ain't got time for niggas with bitch moves Only time for stacking, my nigga, my rent due