Lyrics:
music
'Bout the streets and what I know
Hope my truths help you grow
Live my life to the fullest
Every song is raw footage of my struggles overcome
I can
In a room above a busy street
The echoes of a life
The fragments and the accidents
Separated by incidents
Listen to by the walls
We share
On the streets with their head down,
Knowing deep inside that they've really been let down,
By a country that's crippled,
And I thought mankind was supposed
Give me a chance
Let me tell you who am I
I'm the bwoyy from the street
And I never gave up
Give me me a chance
Let me tell you who am I
From
I love your music
Families torn apart, mothers crying every night
Grieving for their children taken by the street life
Life is like a melody
That
it’s something you like
But as you’re passing by
You kinda wanna cry
You thinking ain’t a dream
It’s in your life
She keeps meoff the streets,
But
poverty not nice. So now me live d life
Just watch over me, while I'm out in the streets
nuff of dem a play friend, dem nah like me
Watch you in your eye,
way street
Since you came to save me
Forever I'll love thee
Living in the two way street
Each day you teach me
you lead me by hand, lead me by hand
Causing dread like them man are Weezy
Tempted by the life like, tease me tease me
But the devil is a liar, please believe me
Him seh fi press trigger like
play on the hard concrete
All we got is life on the streets
All we got is life on the streets
They don't teach us the ABC's
We play on the hard
Rule number one, in these streets never fold Yeah, I'm tryna get rich off them drugs like
Duvy, bring the load Yeah, I'm with my niggas chasin'
bust a couple jugs
Had to get my paper right
Counting all the blue strips
How Im livin' my life
She for the streets
Ever since I cut her off, she actin'
game yea the streets kno
Yea I stick to the code that's the GCODE bitch
I'm living my life and the streets kno it
Niggas riding with heat
I was by myself when I saw you the first time
Took me weeks to figure out who you were
On the top floor, in our building on Broad Street
You're still
To the first years of my life, my inspiration
I remember Elm Street
A-S-H-E-B-O-R-O
The first place I would call my home
I remember Elm Street
A-S-H-E-B-O-R-O
down by law and I know my way around
On 42nd Street, lookin' for some action
Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction
One young punk just
I remember back in the summer nights
I was hustling right under the street lights
I know life is a war I'm just here to fight
Know my baby is crying
se nevyplácí veř mi o čem mluvím
Popálil jsem se hodněkrát a nepřeju to druhým
Až moc pravdivej na to abys to pochopil
Nenosíš moje boty, takže asi bys
"Half-A-Mil" (Interlude)
AZ:
Ha, ha, ha, new drink, Balley's and Henny
you ain't got no Henny, get the Remy
you ain't got the Remy, any cognac'll
What your life like?
The streets is my hustle, I've been through the struggle
Where them people be with you, but they really don't love you
I'm
What your life like?
The streets is my hustle, I've been through the struggle
Where them people be with you, but they really don't love you
I'm
She said I wanna hold you down, but we ain't never gonna be right
'Cause you too caught up in the street life
But that's the only life I know
She
making ugly faces
Cuz little do they know
Oh oh oh oh oh
Think of all the problems that never will be solved
People by the masses different types
niggas, they be chillen' off Eagle Street
A hustla, they chill and live they thug life on that V. Street
A gangsta, no busta represent that fuckin'' 13th
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