Streets Raised Me (feat. Big Noyd)

Yeah uh huh

That true shit

That shit that makes me feel shit

To all my niggas and my b*****s

Yo, check it, uh huh

It's kinda bugged how

I go sometimes

Know they staring, brain feels like a wheel lost with out the ball bearing

Stuck, contemplating on who

I can trust

But like Lleullo in a bill my feelings just get crushed

But thats why

I stick with my duns, like

I stick with the guns

Don't get mad, rip your hun, concentrate on my funds

Lift heavy gats concealed by my waist

Never get patted down when

I step in the place

Jiggied up, smoke the pot, confirm if it is real reefer or not

Rally up, after this get followed straight to the crib

Gem star, double edge apply pressure

Shave 'em down, blow marks right through your mecca

Wanna be a thug, now you got the thug look

Stick 'em up, leave medicaid, with the real to push

God-Body, with a rubber grip black shotti

Pump one in his ass make that nigga switch hobbies

A dossage, hand delivered, without postage

Bring it to your door step quick on short notice

Niggas get sniped like,

Klonker Bronckite

Show 'em how to rock right, when b*****s hold the mic

Why'd you have to raise me this way

You showed me how to survive the concrete

But how long only time can say

Whatever, you are a part of me

Why'd you have to raise me this way

I'm surprised we alive today

But how long who am

I to sayWhatever, you are a part of me

This is something you feel nigga

Like the theme song from

Hill Street

BluesThis is real, this is ill street news

How he gone, and left his moms mind struck

And now his brother ain't giving a shit

Little sister giving up the butt now, dun' don't wet that

I want you to rest black'

Cause you better belive

Noyd goin' handle that'

Cause when

I get em,

I'ma have 'em

Pull out the sweeper, and spray it at them

I'm no killer, you know me

But I'll be damned if

I don't lie for my

CO - DAnd then this

Old G, scold me, and told me, coldly

You keep it up and you will be dead like your homie

But I gotta redeem and get this cream by any means

I never been clean

B*****s, my whole click got dirty

From the battles, to the trials and bloody up shirtsleeves

Nigga you heard me

It's gangsta, it's gangsta

Why'd you have to raise me this way

You showed me how to survive the concrete

But how long only time can say

Whatever, you are a part of me

Why'd you have to raise me this way

I'm surprised we alive today

But how long who am

I to sayWhatever, you are a part of me

Vision the canvas

I paint a picture

Similar to

Ernie's Barnes nigga

But mines is more ghetto more guns

More drugs, mostly thugs

All my duns, their baby moms daughter and sons

Dark blocks, with streets lamps shot the shit out

Park benches broke, a nigga stretched out

Jumped off the roof and fell to his death, it's real

Hand ball walls displayed with

R I P murials

Those who sling, play the shadows by the building

Devils spring, kept em going while the snows blowing

Grams get dipped, 50's are moked, cookies are broke

And spliced in large pieces for the fiends to smoke

The sun sets looks beautiful over the projects

What a shame, its ain't the same where we stand at

If you look close, you can see the bricks chipped off

Sometimes niggas miss when they lick off, don't get clipped off

Why'd you have to raise me this way

You showed me how to survive the concrete

But how long only time can say

Whatever, you are a part of me

Why'd you have to raise me this way

I'm surprised we alive today

But how long who am

I to sayWhatever, you are a part of me

Why'd you have to raise me this way

I loved y'all till this day

But how long only time can say

Whatever, you are a part of me

It's real