Street Lights

In and out the bank I'm bout my frankys time to set it off
Shootin shit like movies over dog ain't talkin reservoir
I was just a young buck barely a place to live in
Learning to cross them waters I burnt a couple of bridges
Gotta plug he make snow I get that shit in fo the low
Dish It out get money back that's what you call a give and go
I swear to god ain't shit to prove niggas should already kno
At yo door like mailman and stockton you get picked and rolled
Kiss the game goodbye like mistletoe the switch a blick a fro
Life a gamble chances of survival like 10 a 4
And I vowed to never let no bitch come in between me and my brothas
We opp shopping they want smoke we let off shells the size of dutches
Heart went numb I lost my mother lost sum friends shid I'm like fuck em
Opps in trouble we put switches on these brooms and try to dust em
I was homeless in these streets even shackled and caged
Now my diamonds bobby schmurder how they dancing on stage mf

I remember Dirty days and dirty nights
Was praying that I bump into sum mexican
That need sumbody that can work the white
My pops was gone my moms was gettin high
Me bro nem struggling doin anything to get us by
I'm from tha trenches man them livin circumstances wasn't valid
Couldn't sleep too busy fightin wit the roaches for tha pallet
Hopped up off the porch clapping noticed that I wasn't average
Cold heart then turn numb lost soul turn savage
Dirty cloths all on floor shid I'm just lookin for a new top
Traumatized from finded crackpipes hid up in school socks
Beat up the block step on the work tha coke a get the fu fop
On the 50 me, Jv, and Rilla had the stoop hot
Nigga we been thuggin since them old days
Pop a top like cold spade catch you up in traffic and catch road rage
These niggas kno that I'm sum heavy threat
This shit the truth and you can't name a rapper better yet mf



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Writer(s): Deshaun Carpenter
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