K.I.T.S. Kids in the street (feat. Amber JG)

It's for the kids in the street
Who want something eat
Broken down with no dreams
Running schemes
Cash rules everything around me
CREAM!
Get the bag
Dolla dolla bill yall

Sun
Shinin
Rhymin
Thinkin bout being
The greatest of all
Last dance
Only one song
Left
To command
The hand world
I knew I was
Blessed
The day l was given
Two girls
See me on my path
Walk-in through
My shoes
Weathered skin
But I'm on a mission
No trippin
No slippin
Just LLC'n
No German engineering
Or European
Model the X
Tesla flex
We got next
C T C
Cut the checks
An Allday
Flex zone
When I'm around
We shut nit
Down
How you like me
Now

Know your
Worth
From Your
Birth
I know it
Hurts
Push on through
Love on earth
Know it well
Heaven and hell
Wholesale
Retail
Til ghettos
Prevail
Inner city
Youth
Shootin and lootin
Cruzzin for a brusin
But who stopping
The riot
My yougins
Be wildin
Loud sirens
And violence
Young people out here
Dying
It's gone
Take more
Than just me trying
I'm higher
Than the son
And god knows
I ain't the one
But maybe
I'll spark
The mind
That
Starts a movement
I don't have to know it
But
We should want to do it

It's for the kids in the street
Who want something eat
Broken down with no dreams
Running schemes
Cash rules everything around me
CREAM!
Get the bag
Dolla dolla bill yall

Dream a little
Dream of me
Street dreams
Leave your worries behind you
But in your dreams
Whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me
Meanwhile

It's for the kids in the street
Who want something eat
Broken down with no dreams
Running schemes
Cash rules everything around me
CREAM!
Get the bag
Dolla dolla bill yall

It's for the kids in the street
Who want something eat
Broken down with no dreams
Running schemes
Cash rules everything around me
CREAM!
Get the bag
Dolla dolla bill y'all



Credits
Writer(s): Tavares Garrett
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