Lyrics:
street life
Come from a place where steel settles most debates
Live that crooked life so my kids life is straight
Hustle for mils with deals in the back
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
Smoke good, eat good, live good
I used to want
I'm a city kid
I'm right on the scene
I dance to the beat
And I know these streets
'Cause I'm a city kid
Don't take me outside
I just live my life
bust and pray
Wear a rubber so I live to fuck another day, ayy
Ain't nothin' strange, I'm 25 dyin' to change
But still I bang wantin' street fame,
baby, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis] Smokin' blunts by the pack, drunk off 'gnac
Watchin' my ones stack, I got it like that
Bitches know
Might spend a little time with
A bitch let her know
I'm married to the dope, I live the Thug Life
Born in the ghetto as a street thug
Labelled as a cop
the soundtrack to the realness right here
Niggas in too deep, you know what I'm sayin'?
It's all real, what, what
Live, nigga what, what, nigga
Uh
Yo, ayy,
tell it but the
Streets already choose me nigga
I lived for the streets ever since
I was a little kid
Built for banging the street feeling
Better than i
Aye
Yeah huh
Aye
Came a long way just to live like this
Came a long way just to live like this
When I'm gone I'm a leave it to my kids
When I'm gone
tryna stay calm keep cool try and think
Now cuffs on wrist in the back of that limo tint
So much shit on his mind just a kid who wanna live
Wish he could
body burning
I feel my whole body burning
We exchange hate for hate as a matter of principal
When kids in the street do the same, thats criminal.
Years
Satan is the ruler of the modern day
We fight angelic wars where
My block attacks yours
Numbed by the drugs that are sold
On street stores
to hang with kids who like to live trife with a knife
Cutting kids for fun and pulling out much guns
And like riflery champs fellas start to get real
looking crab in the barrel'ish to me
You live by it you die by it
Y'all fake news We not buying
Y'all could keep Trump and have Biden
The streets don't love
Live, Li-li-li-li-
Live from the Garden
Run The Jewels live at the Garden
Lickin' off shots and we aim for the darkness
Make it get hot for
if I did it
But this the type of sickness a sick kid had to live with
One of many fights one of many sleepless nights
Risked your son's life for your
Yes, you know this
Ready before the show even start
Killing time so I don't need a watch
Put the kids to bed they don't need to watch
Put the kids
killed my brother
They killed my woadie
They got me up late sittin' by the window with my 40
Long live Ronnie B, long live TD
The streets so dirty
I
(tryin' to live)
Can't get a break down here (can't seem to get a break down here)
Another black man killed by police again
Another child with a father
singing to street corners
Car radios muffled by windows clouded by deep conversation
As if all the world decided to wear hearts on their sleeves
The night I
Came from the underground so I stay grounded,
Astounded - by all the bullshit that I founded. (bullshit!)
A wise man can lose juice soon as he gain
the soundtrack to the realness right here
Niggas in too deep, you know what I'm sayin'?
It's all real, what, what
Live, nigga what, what, nigga
Uh
Yo, ayy,
bigger, my heart gettin' bigger
Live by the trigger so I'mma die by the trigger
My chest gettin' bigger, my heart gettin' bigger
Live by the trigger so
on the ambiance beyond as you promised that you would live
Do summers ever forget, pajamas feel like a kid
Cucumber will make her drip, do jump on it, hit a split
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