Streetz

Lyrics

[Chorus] My Partner just got gunned down in his hood last week (Out here in these streets) My nigga twenty-four hours out the feds, say he gotta eat (So we back off in these streets) Real niggas gettin money Why you givin' all yours to the freaks? (When you out here in the streets) It's a jungle out here Everyday we on point, never weak (We out here in the streets) [Verse 1] I'ma hustle 'cause I gotta splurge when I can This the conscience of a God fearin' man They say you live by the Glock 40, you die by the .45 Missin' the day Lil Mike and Big K was still alive Dem bitches missin' yo swag and ya Momma missin' ya smile, nigga When I got the call I almost threw in the towel, nigga Lately been stressin', shit been giving me migraines Got some foul niggas round me that keep on playing all these mind games Seen a black president, I ain't see no change though They say street life numb ya, all I feel is pain though I can tell ya some stories that make a grown ass man cry Aye, this what it what it sound like when a grown ass man try Hey [Chorus] My Partner just got gunned down in his hood last week (Out here in these streets) My nigga twenty-four hours out the feds, say he gotta eat (So we back off in these streets) Real niggas gettin money Why you givin' all yours to the freaks? (When you out here in the streets) It's a jungle out here Everyday we on point, never weak (We out here in the streets) [Verse 2] I been smokin' so much lately, really think my brain fried Thinkin' so much lately, really think my brain tired See, I'm from a small town called we don't give a fuck Population bout four thou, so I'm never givin' up Like Jizzle had big dreams, like Jizzle had big goals Saw him the other day, nigga looked like a lost soul Streets taught me stand tall, chest out, never fold That real stand up guy shit never gets old All he need was a quarter, now he start with a good seven Flipped it a zillion times that made him a livin' legend I can tell ya some shit that make a grown ass man cry Aye, this what it sound like when a grown ass man try Hey [Chorus] My Partner just got gunned down in his hood last week (Out here in these streets) My nigga twenty-four hours out the feds, say he gotta eat (So we back off in these streets) Real niggas gettin money Why you givin' all yours to the freaks? (When you out here in the streets) It's a jungle out here Everyday we on point, never weak (We out here in the streets) [Outro] Gotta watch for the task force finessers and robbin' crew Nightmares for anybody dreaming of robbing you (In these streets) Court cases, nigga, lawyer fees Escaping the luxury, got the federal custody in these streets All the good jobs firin', ups ain't hiring Man, this stress getting tiring in these streets Own potna out to get ya an if u cross that line own potna get his issue Hey