Streets Are Callin’

Lyrics

[Verse 1: K-Rino] Streets are calling and everyday I try to ignore 'em I've been known to explore 'em deep from Homestead to [?] Going to war is nothing foreign in my forum From a place where crackheads, blood stains and graffiti is the decorum Hustle or die, slip up, we cut your supply Customers buy, keep it business, once you trust 'em, they lie Need to accept that evil ways be unable to save me Why do I choose lust and debauchery over righteousness daily Can't be passive 'cause potential cash amounts to masses Nonaggressive bastards get swallowed up or laid in the grass with Lacerations to the throat, repeated shots to the dome If the streets call me again, tell 'em K-Rino ain't home What'chu wanna be when you grown? Kids ain't trippin' The hood's a college where they majoring in hustling or stripping Spend a day where I live, you'll be a believer Money can't buy happiness but being broke can't either [Chorus] You know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling The streets are calling me You know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling The streets are calling me [Verse 2] The streets are calling, the streets are calling Yeah the streets are calling me And it's calling out for realness to kill all the fakeness To kill all the pain that we done went through with the violence and the hurricanes I try hard to sustain my mental mind-frame Praying to the Lord everyday to keep me sane 'cause society seems to be headed for ruin With all the shootings and the drama but I'ma keep doing what's right 'cause life is getting cold, my brothers And when you loose hope, you're lost with [?] So when times get bad, you better start flexing your muscle Get your priorities straight and stop falling for the hustle of the Bling-bling, bling-bling First you gotta have the means to work hard to get the ching-ching The streets are calling, the streets are calling The law is calling me too, [?] stop stalling [Chorus] You know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling The streets are calling me You know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling The streets are calling me [Verse 3] There's money in the streets, man, I gotta go get it Forget a 9-to-5, playboy, I ain't trippin' Going dollar for dollar, baby call up the troops To my real block hustler, here's a OG salute I know ya been waiting so let them real rappers in Some of y'all fake, watch daddy check your chin Catch me on the [?], playa, what'chu wanna do? I'm a solid 220, trick, I'm very hard to move I ain't hating on ya boy, but some of y'all soft Claiming that ya street but never came out the house I'm a knockout solider, can I get it off my chest? I hate to be cocky, but I got next This is my block, baby, I stacks daily If you think that I'm crazy, f you, pay me I'm hungry again, the streets better look out Welcome to the kitchen, don't get burned, that's a cookout [Chorus] You know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling The streets are calling me You know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling The streets are calling me You know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling The streets are calling me You know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling The streets are calling me You know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling You know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling Know these streets, they keep calling