Way of the Streets

All you hear is helicopters gunshots and sirens
That's the way of the streets
All these young ones know is violence
Jit run into a nigga headfirst like a lineman
Ain't nobody saying shit the whole hood practice miming
All you hear is helicopters gunshots and sirens
That's the way of the streets
All these young ones know is violence
Jit run into a nigga headfirst like a lineman
Ain't nobody saying shit the whole hood practice miming

Ain't no one to save us ain't no fucking superhero
They locked Luke in a cage cause he was out here chasing euros
Just to get a gyro, now he back at ground zero (fuck it)
They wont let us have nothing
All these young niggas out here claiming they the man
Until peter had got parked they left him by that trash can
Nobody don't want static all these killings got them shocked
Like when we witnessed black lightning get assaulted by the cops
Man this shit is real and we don't know when it's gone cease
No justice no peace that's just how it got to be
See we ain't tryna take the house we just want a seat
And an invite to the feast since we did plant the seeds
Pick the cotton and the weeds

All you hear is helicopters gunshots and sirens
That's the way of the streets
All these young ones know is violence
Jit run into a nigga headfirst like a lineman
Ain't nobody saying shit the whole hood practice miming
All you hear is helicopters gunshots and sirens
That's the way of the streets
All these young ones know is violence
Jit run into a nigga headfirst like a lineman
Ain't nobody saying shit the whole hood practice miming

See we been out here surviving
Ain't nobody lent us help
They just ride through the city and watch us fend for ourselves
Say this the land of the free
But it feel more like it's hell
Overtaxing for living and always tapping our cells
Police brutality killing us from the women to men
And so much eyes on the niggas that no ones watching our kids
Only prayer can save us from these ill times that we in
But it's so fucked up out here all these people know is to sin
Fight and steal for a dollar
Pop that ass for that Prada
Record labels even got them selling souls for ciabatta
Everyday they dropping weight but still ain't sent us a spotter
Ima young living legend
And that's word to the carter

All you hear is helicopters gunshots and sirens
That's the way of the streets
All these young ones know is violence
Jit run into a nigga headfirst like a lineman
Ain't nobody saying shit the whole hood practice miming
All you hear is helicopters gunshots and sirens
That's the way of the streets
All these young ones know is violence
Jit run into a nigga headfirst like a lineman
Ain't nobody saying shit the whole hood practice miming