Survive On The Streets Lyrics

Uggh niggas got these choppers but don't know how to shoot 'em

Real shit for you

Uggh

I can talk about a car or some paint

Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't

The broads that I fuck the people that I meet

But that won't help a little young nigga survive on the streets now

I can talk about a car or some paint

Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't

The broads that I fuck the people that I meet

But that won't help a little young brother survive on the streets

I can talk the gas the drank the cokesack

How the Bose sound system sounding good in the lac

I can talk about the wood on the wheel

I can talk about the old school with the lady on the grill

But I rather I talk about these chains and how it's a distraction

But I grew in the ghetto and it's a very strong attachment

I can tell you bout a bitch that I disrespected

But I rather speak about a queen and a real connection

Don't let these pussy rapper mislead ya nigga

Fall off buying dumb shit who gon feed you nigga

I ain't speakin bout nothing that I do not know

Gotta have ya own mind can't go out like a ho uggh

I can talk about a car or some paint

Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't

The broads that I fuck the people that I meet

But that won't help a little young nigga survive on the streets now

I can talk about a car or some paint

Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't

The broads that I fuck the people that I meet

But that won't help a little young brother survive on the streets

I can talk about the high speed chase on 285

Drank and guns in the car niggas really living live

I can tell you bout the call when the Feds cracked Ooh

When they ping ya phone nigga what the fuck you gon do

Rappers talk about the fame the hos and cain

But ain't never in they life been around the game

I can't glorify the fucked up shit that I did

Then spit it on the mic for the ghetto kids

I gotta let me know the real & both sides of the coin

My brotha institutionalized I wanna see em reform

Seen Neighborhood niggas kill each other off

The rest locked up nigga the whole Nawf lost

I can talk about a car or some paint

Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't

The broads that I fuck the people that I meet

But that won't help a little young nigga survive on the streets now

I can talk about a car or some paint

Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't

The broads that I fuck the people that I meet

But that won't help a little young brother survive on the streets

Got to have your own mind man

Don't let this music don't let it fuck you up man

Don't let it fool you

You know what I'm saying cuz

It's all entertainment

Until it ain't

Pick you up a book

Streets ain't for everybody know what I'm saying

The streets ain't even the streets no more man

That shit dead

Aye young world the world is yours

Aye young world the world is yours