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For the Streets

Lately I been down so down yea I'm talkin four weeks straight, talkin four weeks straight

Depressed all the time keep my mind still my head and my feet ache, yea then my feet acheFor the cells where I come from where you get rawwed on a weekday, put this on replay

If it relate to a nigga, and all these hoes been great to a nigga

Main chick told me that she love me, she was just fake to a nigga

I'm flickin the switches put verses and digits

Flightin on riches I handle my business

You know we gon get it I toke it I live or I dare was a difference

I made a decision I'm screamin (woo)

Lord protect me keep the wind in my bag

Pray for my niggas out on them streets

Talkin bout the ones movin them packs

It's a cold game, you could get jacked

Then come back with some brains all splat

But let me stop that, I don't live that life

And a nigga like me don't wanna get off track, fuck it

Chasing them hundreds I'm so used to nothin

Coming through stuntin that feeling I love it

It still doesn't cut I need something above it

I'm drowning in liquor need twos in my stomach

The coupe with the drama I'm sorry for mama

Still in the hood that we tryna get outtaThey take all the money and make a fool out us

Lord I'm tryna make a way I know you know this, know this

Stay up out them streets cos they the coldest, coldest

Tryna make a way I know you know this, know this

Stay up out the streets and just stay focused, focused

Yeah shawty stay focused, they gon try to pull you down

Remember that you gotta stay focused, focused

Yeah shawty stay focused, they gon try to pull you down

'Member that u gotta stay

Lately I been down so down yea I'm talkin for like two weeks, talkin for like two weeks

She ain't on my mind at the time so a nigga finna loose sleep, yea I'm finna loose sleep

Talk behind my back but its fact when I tell you dat dem dudes weak, you ain't but them dudes weak

Eyes on the prize at the time, never listen when them dudes speak

So I'm screamin

Lord protect me, keep my feet on the ground

What's lost, paid the cost for what I knew then and what I knew now

Open up that you [?]

Will I ever make it? Talk like that and I hate to say that

My head's been filled with new doubt, ouch

On my own journey this shit don't concern me

Don't fuck with Shaq then I flippin the birdie

I know that you heard me alot of y'all worried

I'll step in the game and if you won't get buried

Retire you jersey you know that I'm worthy

Take over shit and get done in a hurry

No judge or the jury won't show us no mercyBack up in this bitch, nigga, damn right I'm still breathin

And when the lord call my name I ain't stayin, It's the only time I'll be leavin

Feelings changed like the seasons, but I still wanted a reason

Why she left me in pain when things could be the same

But I guess she just don't see it, girl im sorry

Lord I'm tryna make a way I know you know this, know this

Stay up out them streets cos they the coldest, coldest

Tryna make a way I know you know this, know this

Stay up out the streets and just stay focused, focused

Yeah shawty stay focused, they gon try to pull you down

, focused

Yeah shawty stay focused, they gon try to pull you down

'Member that u gotta stay

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