1638 Street

Lyrics

[Intro] You know I dedicate this to all my niggas still in the struggle You know what I'm saying Lost trynna find they way out I feel you nigga Keep ya head up [Verse 1] Niggas pocket watchin Worryin bout the bread I bring home Probably the type the nigga that can't leave home without his chain on Same nigga parking lot pimp on top of his whip And then let the club out Common sense ain't common so he gotta Walk around with his bankroll Laugh cause I got a debit card What you think they make banks for Ain't no interest on drug money gotta Trap just to make change grow Ain't to many niggas still livin They made a living off the game though Without snitching off guilty conscious from the home Broke from the cane though I can empathizе with the pain Of being broke and gotta slang dopе Mama smoke gotta circle or another nigga wheel That's the game though Thinking that it's all about a dollar But I'm here to tell you that it ain't though Talking to her like a junkie Not a queen Or the one that gave birth to you Spit the last dollar getting high Nigga she'll give the earth to you Might be hard to believe but the government Be the ones giving work to you Making money but your soul gone Please tell me what it's worth to you Got kids but you'll never see em Sad cause they live close to you Gun fights over territory Straight bullet hit the wrong one Niggas dying over neighborhoods And it's fucked up down on none [Chorus] Why imma start lying to you now nigga I ain't never lie before If I can tell you anything I tell you to live yo life and grow Let intuition be your guide And pick the path you want And always keep it real with yourself Don't never fake the funk [Chorus] Why imma start lying to you now nigga I ain't never lie before If I can tell you anything I tell you to live yo life and grow Let intuition be your guide And pick the path you want And always keep it real with yourself Don't never fake the funk