Lyrics

[Intro: Xay Hill] Man, [?], my life was serious You know what I'm sayin'? Like, like [?] [?] where I come from, everyday you wake up, everyday you leave the house You take your [chains off?], lowers your- [?] the potential of gettin' killed Mmm, man, man, man It's [?] on the beat! Yeah, I'ma do it like this- ayy Woah, woah, huh, woah, yeah (Woah) Woah, woah, woah, ayy (Woah, woah, brrr!) Woah, woah, woah, ayy (Woah) Woah, woah, woah (It's your boy Xay! Woah, woah) [Verse 1: Xay Hill] The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice The blacker the boy, the bigger the noose The only way out was to rap wit' [?] (Brrr) See, my life had no tracks, so I hopped in a coupe (Woah) Ayy, I hopped in a coupe with my crew and my goons (Pew-pew) Put some heat in the boxes, start reachin' the moon Was a nightmare on Elm, so they callin' me Freddy Had a flick of the wrist, but not cookin' spaghetti (Do-do-do-do, do-do-do) [Verse 2: YCG Dante] Had to straight cut down like it machete Took the grind for my friend, and I really was [?] Church boy in the trap, yeah, my spirit was heavy Wit' a 40 beside me, I really was ready (I really was) It was little Jameel who told me "Stay real" (Real) "Bring it home to the city, bring light to the field" Lil' homie got killed, and then it got real The system is flawed 'cause it's all 'bout the bills, yeah (Woah) [Chorus: YCG Dante] Street cutthroat, uh, woah, woah, woah (Grr-aah!) Woah, woah, woah (Brrr!) Street cutthroat, uh, woah, woah, woah (Ayy) Woah, woah, woah (Brrr! Rrrr!) Street cutthroat, uh, woah, woah, woah (Bow! Woah, woah) Woah, woah, woah (Brrr!) Street cutthroat, ayy, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, bow-bow-bow! Brrr!) Woah, woah, woah (Brrt! Street cutthroat, ooh, yeah) Street cutthroat [Post-Chorus: Xay Hill & YCG Dante] All of the blood rain, we lived in the blood rain (Woo! The street cutthroat) In the blood rain, ayy, blood rain (Ayy, brrr!) In the blood rain (Yeah, ayy, woo, ayy, huh, the street cutthroat) [Verse 3: YCG Dante] They sleepin' on my like a lullaby (Yeah) Bad dream- brother died, now my mama cryin' (Ooh) [?] 'cause I got my father's eyes (Yeah, yeah) Who's that gettin' mad? I really don't apologize (No) Mom still just got no patience (Patience) The homie died, then there really no relations (Woah) Don't leave me home, like, [when/where?] they gon' [?] ([?]) [?] on you, [bullet/really?], like it's "The Matrix" (Woo, ha, ha) I stay on the beat, I be tweakin' the volume (Tweakin' it, tweakin' it) Most of my life, I've been labeled the [?], when (Ah) I seat at the top and I came from the bottom (I came from the bottom) I sip holy water, then break out the bottle (Woo) The old me ain't gone, I'm remainin' a fossil (I'm in a fossil, fossil) When I hit the stage, they all turn to bobble (Brrr, yeah) You're in my way, leave me someone to follow (Woo, yeah, yeah) And God see my life like I'm partly apostle (Yeah, okay) [Chorus: YCG Dante] Street cutthroat, uh, woah, woah, woah (Grr-aah!) Woah, woah, woah (Brrr!) Street cutthroat, uh, woah, woah, woah (Ayy) Woah, woah, woah (Brrr! Rrrr!) Street cutthroat, uh, woah, woah, woah (Bow! Woah, woah) Woah, woah, woah (Brrr!) Street cutthroat, ayy, woah, woah, woah (Ayy, bow-bow-bow! Brrr! Woah, woah) Woah, woah, woah (Brrt! Street cutthroat, ooh, yeah) Street cutthroat [Post-Chorus: Xay Hill & YCG Dante] All of the blood rain, was in the blood rain (Woo! The street cutthroat) In the blood rain, ayy, blood rain (Brrr!) In the blood rain (Bow, ayy, the street cutthroat)