Street Life

Ay You say you want smoke well you got the right one We got long aim range just incase u might run You ever heard a choppa sing it sound like Bryson All we is the cries and the sound of sirens Like run Them colored lights start flashing Gotta run He don’t feel safe So he gotta carry his gun His momma crying she just wanna see her son No one told em street life ain’t fun Bro'nem feeling nervous facing 25 to life I can tell you snake just by looking in your eyes And shorty tired of living check to check She eat off 9 to 5 The devil tried to take me out I'm thanking God that I'm alive Awe Yeah, And Thats some real Spill I got some cousins with some poles they Tryna kill, kill I remember sleeping in my car Couldn't get a real meal Now that I got a little money it don't feel real The streets ain’t for everybody Better get out before you turn to a dead body If you looking for a way you should probably pray about it I’m representing for the king and iont play bout him Ohhh You say you want smoke well you got the right one We got long aim range just incase u might run You ever heard a choppa sing it sound like Bryson All we is the cries and the sound of sirens Like run Them colored lights start flashing Gotta run He don’t feel safe So he gotta carry his gun His momma crying she just wanna see her son No one told em street life ain’t fun Yeah They told me get it how you live It's never fun watching your back When you hop in the crib And when it's time to eat All of your homies got on their bibs I need a ride or die Someone I can really call my rib He riding dirty Yeah riding dirty I was on the bus stop Early 6:30 He was tryna slide up on the opps And he was drinking so he swervin And how you talking bout you bout It but when it's up you get nervous We gotta get up out the streets we gotta make it out Yeah God I need your help I gotta say it loud Yeah Jesus is my savior imma say it proud Yeah Family and Love is what its all about You say you want smoke well you got the right one We got long aim range just incase u might run You ever heard a choppa sing it sound like Bryson All we is the cries and the sound of sirens Like run Them colored lights start flashing Gotta run He don’t feel safe So he gotta carry his gun His momma crying she just wanna see her son No one told em street life ain’t fun