Street's Keep Callin'

I'm hardly ever home, I'm always on my chrome
Cause the streets keep callin', callin' blowin up my phone
From a quarter to a whole, my plug put me on
Now the streets keep callin', callin' blowin up my phone
I'm hardly ever home, I'm always on my chrome
Cause the streets keep callin', callin' blowin up my phone
From a quarter to a whole, my plug put me on
Now the streets keep callin', callin' blowin up my phone

It's all making transitions, from hustler to being a business man
I've seen it all but you won't ever see me on no witness stand
Fuck that, done see to many go, and I ain't going back
Before that, I'd probably O.D. from swallowing dope sacks
I'll hit the studio and make some dope tracks
Laughing at the police cause I know they want me so bad
But substract the negative, only God will let me live
Be damned if I be broke the whole time, I got to many kids, I need them licks
You probably seen me riding but me, I'm always grindin
If they tombot a drought, I know they lied, they just can't find it
House meskin I supply it, streets encouraged you to try it
You can hit me on my burner with cha numbers, I provide it nigggga

I'm hardly ever home, I'm always on my chrome
Cause the streets keep callin', callin' blowin up my phone
From a quarter to a whole, my plug put me on
Now the streets keep callin', callin' blowin up my phone
I'm hardly ever home, I'm always on my chrome
Cause the streets keep callin', callin' blowin up my phone
From a quarter to a whole, my plug put me on
Now the streets keep callin', callin' blowin up my phone

I'm hardly home, phone blowin up, it's either a nigga bitch tryna fuck
Either way, I still curl bucks while you fuck niggas still hatin' us
White girl, still for the low, and that keyshia cole from cali bro
Calico stay on my hip, so if a nigga trip then he gotta go
Ima trap nigga not a rap nigga but the bars I spit bring em back nigga
Got the whip game, not crack nigga, just word play for these tracks nigga
Kick door, like lil MAT, a ratchet nigga go get the stacks
Handle the pill like a running back, no informants here, we don't like rats
But still a G, so I chase the cheese, by any means, that's necessary
See when I'm on the block, don't watch me
Need to do you while I'm doing me, I'm a jack of trades in the street game
Legendary, I'm legend mane, jack of trades in this streets game
Like Will Smith, I Am Legend mane

I'm hardly ever home, I'm always on my chrome
Cause the streets keep callin', callin' blowin up my phone
From a quarter to a whole, my plug put me on
Now the streets keep callin', callin' blowin up my phone
I'm hardly ever home, I'm always on my chrome
Cause the streets keep callin', callin' blowin up my phone
From a quarter to a whole, my plug put me on
Now the streets keep callin', callin' blowin up my phone



Credits
Writer(s): Marco Trujillo-vences
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