Product of the Streets

I'm jumping out busting, fukk the introduction

'Cause I'm king of the M, and this ain't a discussion

you know murder we have this is this ain't murder for hire

This murder for my motherfuccin hood, niga

OG with that work, young niga with killas

Salute to the king, your niggs retuned

Tell your nigas you love them, mama, I'm thugging

Mama, I'm hustling, and this shii can get ugly

Know nigas that's thirty gotta fire for the fifty

Know nigas who fourty, tell them let them get fifty

My niggas like twenty, we got chickens and cemmies

And they banging and I'm swanging until they come get me

I'm a product of my motherfccking environment

I sold so many keys, I'm in retirement

Homeboy, keep my name out your mouth

'Cause I got nigas out south, who'll run in your house

Pusyyy