Street Addict (Bonus) Lyrics

He want a better life he cooking

It was hard, he was jugging

He ain't never had nobody

He send shots just for looking

He don't never need shit

He a real rude boy

He's just trying to clip shit

That's how his life gone end quick

He ain't thinking, he just moving trying to get it through the city

Packs in and out

He be tryna sell, what you need

He ain't fiend, but he pop

You know he do it with them things

He don't give a fuck he mean

He'll do it for a dream like

He ain't Martin Luther King he just trying to hurt somebody

Grow up heavy he want homis

It was suicidal hobbies

It was suicidal hobbi-

He been situated, since a baby he know what you saying

He don't give a fuck, he medicated,

He can't hear what you saying

He don't never love, he don't got nobody this shit hard

He be off of these drug he just needed him a plug

He ain't never had no hugs

See him, you getting mugged, everybody out hear shots

Quick through the city

Sending all them

Quick through the city

He don't give no, he be sliding in a civic.

It'd be hard he need drugs now he ending up a fiend

He thought he could get clean whenever he wanted that's a dream

What you mean, he addicted to these

He addicted to the streets

He addicted to the

He addicted to the streets

Can't get out, can't go Corporate face tats done fucked em up

Everything around him crazy, you know, he just run amok

He'll ride for a dollar, he'll get it for that job

He just wanting him a homi, just to get his ass some stripes

He getting old, life changing

Shit don't really mean the same

Hard for you

All yo dogs in the pin

Hard for you

They done died trying to spin

Hard for you

You gone die for your sins