Just Saying

The streets can be cold on a hot summer day
Send your ass on the way, with the click from the stick
And if they want you it don't matter who you with
The rage and anger gonna blast from the chamber
Streets ain't no stranger to the danger
And you crazy if you think you gonna tame her
Many have tried to come in and try to change her
Until they gentrified and rearranged her
Streets got more soul than Motown
You want hear more clapping at a hoedown
Best believe they got enough bullets to go round
And it's like that in me and your town (Mmm)

They keep saying that the streets is where is at
But don't believe that don't think we need that
Red blood we all bleed that
Enough being spilled on the streets to see that
They keep saying that the streets is where is at
But don't believe that don't think we need that
Red blood we all bleed that
Enough being spilled on the streets to see that

To all my street soldiers wish I can win your mind over
To the real war that's so close but afar
Baby I'm a star maybe we all are, all stars
Going for the win but called for a false start
Aggression and anger help cover up these dark scars
Let it all go, that's the hard part
Ain't going nowhere like a parked car
We all seem stuck on this dark tar
Say how you feel then you labeled with a soft heart
So we keep money to our ears and we floss hard
We all make decisions that are not smart
Playing with a hand that was dealt with marked cards

They keep saying that the streets is where is at
But don't believe that don't think we need that
Red blood we all bleed that
Enough being spilled on the streets to see that
They keep saying that the streets is where is at
But don't believe that don't think we need that
Red blood we all bleed that
Enough being spilled on the streets to see that



Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Gaines
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