4rm The Streets

Yeah yeah Tmz shit sound like fire in my head First in my head yah fire in my head Are you mad again Tell me baby are you fucking sad again Yeah my life had been for waste Before I made it out the mud You'll feel the hate Why are you hating again damn You ain't calling my phone no more Like I changed all the times when you did me wrong I'm still solid for the gang nigga come along Shooting night in my city really dark Everybody want to be gang blinkz I'm changing now Yah my money really long They can't count me out Yah we came from the ghetto but we living proud Mama tell me all the time just be strong From the street everybody got no love From the street why my niggas getting numb From the street now my niggas gotto go Fighting to the end no slowing down Feeling sad feeling sacred somehow Yeah we did it right,did it right somehow Yeah we made it out made it out somehow We were fully in the street got fire in my head Yeah we sad rich kid (we sad in here) Got fire in my head man I'm winning Tmz shit I got too many times I'm sad Hold me down too many times shit bad And my past tried to f*ck up my whole life I gotto change like blinkz I go do right All the time yeah we working hard Yeah my brother shit held it down Yeah my mama she be calling me tonight Everybody go care about my life I've been living really wrong shit crazy Everyday I do the meds you know shit crazy Tryna change everybody they just hate on me Show love all this niggas still go hate on me On a benz man I'm spending while life be passing away Slowly blinkz I keep on dripping tmz shit