4 tha Streetz

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Kyng Alan

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R.I.P to the ones I lost
Keep going to the ones that's still here
We gon make it

I'm Makin this 4 tha Streetz
Sometimes I be missin tha Streetz
I might not be in the Streetz
But my gangster never skip a beat
And if you give me the heat
Imma shoot and never speak
Don't ever take me for weak
Leave a nigga flat on his feet

Bitch I grew up around big dogs
Them type of niggas if you say they name
You may end up gettin killed off
Pull up on you blow your wig off
I was born In not sworn in
Still got my ass beat on the daily
And I knew when to hit the basement
Whenever the ops got to sprayin
And yeah I grew up around bodies
And I almost had some bodies of my own
Man but you cannot be sloppy
They knew where I lived you gotta be smart
And don't treat this shit like a hobby
1 by 1 them niggas fell off
It's so hard to put it behind me
And imma try not to get grimy
Cause I grew up around big poles
ARs and MACs yeah we had those
12 gauge and Glocks we still got those
We'll spray your lawn with a big hose
I made this song for the kin folk
That's still in the slums and the foxholes
Don't ever think I don't miss yall
When I make it big we gon big ball

I'm Makin this 4 tha Streetz
Sometimes I be missin tha Streetz
I might not be in the Streetz
But my gangster never skip a beat
And if you give me the heat
Imma shoot and never speak
Don't ever take me for weak
Leave a nigga flat on his feet
I'm Makin this 4 tha Streetz
Sometimes I be missin tha Streetz
I might not be in the Streetz
But my gangster never skip a beat
And if you give me the heat yeah
Imma shoot and never speak yeah
Don't ever take me for weak yeah
Leave a nigga flat on his feet yeah

I remember when I had the trap house
Cause it reminded me of them days
When I grew up in the trap house
Never thought it was a bad house
Cause my great granny
God rest her soul
She was my guardian angel
And my bird the original soldier
Yeah she kept me outta danger
And they tried to give me better goals
But they belong to whiter strangers
So I sold drugs and shot a few guns
When I felt a rise in my anger
I was fucked up gettin into drama
Cause I wadn't thinkin bout Karma
Man the Streetz will eat at your soul
Hope I didn't f*ck up my Dharma
But I can't help it cause my niggas there
And they always do they thang
A street nigga is a street nigga
You can't count on him to change
But a street nigga is a real nigga
He gon tell it like it is
But if you f*ck wit that street nigga
Guaranteed he won't miss

I'm Makin this 4 tha Streetz
Sometimes I be missin tha Streetz
I might not be in the Streetz
But my gangster never skip a beat
And if you give me the heat
Imma shoot and never speak
Don't ever take me for weak
Leave a nigga flat on his feet
I'm Makin this 4 tha Streetz
Sometimes I be missin tha Streetz
I might not be in the Streetz
But my gangster never skip a beat
And if you give me the heat yeah
Imma shoot and never speak yeah
Don't ever take me for weak yeah
Leave a nigga flat on his feet yeah

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