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Street Life (feat. Pusha T)

Fittin' to pop off,

Uh, leg on my baby daddy

Pullin' up like hey girl let go

Uh, see I ain't pushin that Caddy

We never leavin' this placeUm, it's so throwed (so throwed)

So throwed (so throwed) so throwed (so throwed)Ooh, the hood ain't ready

It's the mentality of hateComing from the street life we know, exciting

Know we like to go to school for education

But the street life we know don't write no notes

It's like parole with the time we're facingOoh ain't nobody gon' help

Ooh tryin' survive and sell

Ooh these a ?

The point of the game as moneyThe newspaper calls it streetlife

The recession in real life

Tryna get where the breeze is nice

So I can breatheEverybody round me tryna get to the money

Including meOoh, my best friend named Abby

We up and live like, waiter XO

Ooh, and she be rollin' that fatty

And puffin as long as it takesYet 'cause life is so cold (so cold)

So cold (so cold) and it's throwed

But the, truth and some man ain't ready

But what she got the next dayComing from the street life we know, exciting no

We like to go to school for education

But the street life we know don't write no notes

It's like parole with the time we're facingOoh ain't nobody gon' help

Ooh tryin' survive and sell

Ooh these a ?

Mama didn't raise no dummy? This streetlife

The recession in real life

Tryna get where the breeze is nice

So I can breatheEverybody round me tryna get to the money

We just tryna get to the moneyThis for my niggas with them full baby mamas

Ceiling full of commas

Saving your receipts because she never keep a promise

This presidential Rollie don't make me Obama

So don't judge me by my jewelry please your honor

The persona of this dope dealin' summertime

Top dropper wintertime, fool ain't fox rocker

Wooh! What it be like?

It's just king pushin Kelly roll,

Giving you the street life, brap!Coming from the street life we know, exciting no

We like to go to school for education

But the street life we know don't write no notes

It's like parole with the time we're facingOoh ain't nobody gon' help

Ooh tryin' survive and sell

Ooh these a ?

Now ain't shit from here funnyTell em all about this streetlife

The recession in real life

Tryna get where the breeze is nice

So I can breatheEverybody around me tryna get to the money

Including me

Yea yea yea

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