CIAA

The guns go bang bang
My neighborhood gangbang
These kids with no name
See their families slain, yeah
Guns and cocaine
These lions with gold chains
Hunt they prey
Knowing good and damn well they pray
And you ask me
How could this be?
I will tell you how

After I run these streets
After I run these streets, oh
After I run these streets, yeah
After I run these streets, oh
After I run these streets, oh
After I run these streets, uh
I tell you what you wanna know
After I go get what I'm owed

Picking up from the laundromat
New money from my old pack
I got an enterprise citywide
I know my angels working overtime
'Cause they tried to kill me, tried to take me down
Drown me in the river, put me in the ground
But I can't stop, no, I won't stop
It ain't in my nature, I keep it in my socks
I'll show em

After I run these streets
After I run these streets, oh
After I run these streets, yeah
After I run these streets, oh
After I run these streets, oh
After I run these streets, uh
I tell you what you wanna know
After I go get what I'm owed

Another day, another dollar, another cent
Took me a hun'ed times trying before I rose out the cement, yeah
Cleared out my karma, for my sins I repent
A lot of free throws before I came up off the bench
I went at it afraid, had pitch my own tent
'Cause being broke and poor, man, just wasn't my intent
So no, I can't stop, but I won't stop
It ain't in my nature, I keep it in my socks
I'll show em

After I run these streets
After I run these streets, oh
After I run these streets, yeah
After I run these streets, oh
After I run these streets, oh
After I run these streets, uh
I tell you what you wanna know
After I go get what I'm owed



Credits
Writer(s): Harold Spencer Jr. Lilly, Gavin Williams, Hasben Jones
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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