These Streets

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Ruben Slikk] Smokin', trappin', and burnin till sundown Woke up early in the morning, I'm loading my gun now I can surely see the warnings before me to come down Crackers label me a demon because of compound It'll never be the same as it was and you know it Still adapting to the change, being present in the moment Running laps around these lames knowin' they ain't really on it A hundred racks, a hundred chains, all from slaying my opponents Was in denial but I had to face my issues So depressed, I'm fucking pissed too In the struggle, ain't no house to bring a bitch to Way too insecure to kiss you Know that you deserve the best don't, mean to diss you Got dookie breath, I smell like shit too I'm risking my life, know I ain't living right So I pray every night cause my money is tight But my family in need so it's well worth the fight Serving Xannies and lean, 'bout to plan me a heist Feelin' bound by my deeds so I'm calling to Christ Praised a lot for these streets and the truth in my life And I came from the dark but I aim for the light Gave me the strength to survive in this world I been slavin' and robbin' and jivin' you girl Need some time to work on me, can't lie to you, girl [Chorus: October London] I was born for these streets I live and die for these streets Just for my family to eat I'm give my life for these streets I've hustled all my life to the bone And gave it all to these streets, yeah Oh, I was born for these streets I live and die for these streets Just for my family to eat I'm give my life for these streets I've hustled all my life to the bone And gave it all to these streets, yeah [Verse 2: Ruben Slikk] Smoking blacks and eating vinegar and salt chips Junkies on me, for that horse, it's like a salt lick I drop a six of purple act up in my malt liq' You take a sip and don't wake up, it ain't my fault bitch Won't rape a chick I just say, "Welcome to my cult bitch" If you ain't know, I have been sexually assaulted Before I found my swag and from society, revolted I know the police watching, got they eye on me remotely I'm focused solving problems to improving change totally The way a nigga livin' tempted me to be a vulture I'm carving through the excess drama like a sculpture Wanna hold my mama down and love my woman like I'm 'posed to I've been working all week, still ain't made nothin' When your baby gotta eat, you gotta die by something Pay respect to the deceased, gotta cry bout somerthin' Now I'm feeling like a crease, 'bout to fold all the money Do I wanna live in peace? Thuggin' Friday to Sunday Every Monday, I be searching for cheese like a mo'fucking mice [?] church, I'm a vessel for Christ I'm just living my life I'm just living my life I'm just living my life I'm just living my life [Chorus: October London] Oh, I was born for these streets I live and die for these streets Just for my family to eat I'm give my life for these streets I've hustled all my life to the bone And gave it all to these streets, yeah Oh, I was born for these streets I live and die for these streets Just for my family to eat I'm give my life for these streets I've hustled all my life to the bone And gave it all to these streets, yeah