Street Ballad Lyrics

This my street ballad let me write it down

I remember I was broke I had to ride it out

The blocks quiet its not lively now

Chicks that weren't wifey getting wifey'd now

This my street ballad let me write it down

I remember I was broke I had to ride it out

The blocks quiet its not lively now

Chicks that weren't wifey getting wifey'd now

Started with a q then we levelled up

It was astras corsas now we running rentals up

Started with a pedal bike I never had much

I remember school days getting money for lunch

We turned donuts and cookies into funds

It was junk food then the food was skunk

built my phone from young I was working blood

I weren't chilling on the block just burning bud

Passed my test I couldn't burst enough

On the top of tyson I was burning clutch

Jumped on my bikes feds couldn't keep up

I just lean in the corner then I speed up

I remember armed jakes try do a sweep up

But the blocks too dirty man it can't clean up

I held my own we did it just us

So many losses but we took it no fuss

I paved the way but so many changed up

Ends ain't nothing but hate and fake love

So we evade jakes and get our cake up

But we had to adapt this ain't how mummy raised us

This my street ballad let me write it down

I remember I was broke I had to ride it out

The blocks quiet its not lively now

Chicks that weren't wifey getting wifey'd now

This my street ballad let me write it down

I remember I was broke I had to ride it out

The blocks quiet its not lively now

Chicks that weren't wifey getting wifey'd now

It was JD two tee's for twenty

In the spot Chinese weed and henny

At chanices then on the strip with kelly

I was outside as you know already

You ever had them heli lights on you

Cornered five feds with flash lights on you

Got away cah mum praying at night for you

Need to better the path that god made for you

Why you think I go hard I was living in the rain

Sinning everyday just to win in every way

PTSD when I sleep because the raids

Mummy told me son you need to change your ways

I got friends in the system and friends in the grave

Since I lost grandma I ain't felt the same

Drink liquor for the block and smoke weed for the pain

And RIP my brothers dookie and change

This my street ballad let me write it down

I remember I was broke I had to ride it out

The blocks quiet its not lively now

Chicks that weren't wifey getting wifey'd now

This my street ballad let me write it down

I remember I was broke I had to ride it out

The blocks quiet its not lively now

Chicks that weren't wifey getting wifey'd now