In Theze Streetz

I'm in these streets, man I'm on my grind/ If it ain't money then it ain't on my mind/ I'm on my grind, man I'm in these streets/ Everything's real that I put in these beats/ Pushed more balls in Minnesota than Domino Fats/ Girl I can't f*ck you, too much abdominal fat/ Yeah I harbored those packs, and my mama smoked crack/ But bring it up to me and the llama go "clap"/ Obama run the states, but I'm runnin' these beats/ Got 20 girls runnin' like run in these sheets/ From da slums and da streets, so da guns go "pop" like gum in ya teeth/ They say I need to chill, be an activist for peace/ Shut the f*ck up 'fore I practice wit this peace/ Practice what I preach, keep white like Barry/ Crack looking like milk, keep white like dairy/ On the side streets there go them cherries/ Running from the White boys and uncle Tom's like Jerry/ My theory, hustle till I stop/ Keep lifting weight till my fuckin muscles pop I'm in these streets, man I'm on my grind/ If it ain't money then it ain't on my mind/ I'm on my grind, man I'm in these streets/ Everything's real that's in these beats/ Oh shit, the boy came right back / Just got out on parole, still slang white crack/ Just blew a couple stacks but I still got funds / Just got a pistol charge but I still got guns/ And while the government want change like bums/ I put on all black, I change like nuns/ I'm just me, I can't be you/ Say I ain't a hustla, man it can't be true / My money pea green and my shirt sea blue/ If looks could kill girl ICU/ And I see me, I look like Euros/ I stay on point, ya boy look like arrows/ Don't have me at ya front door looking like Carrols/ But them ain't bells, them look like barrels/ Fill u wit da pump, look lIke Camero's/ So much jewelry we look like Pharaoh's/ I'm in these streets, man I'm on my grind/ If it ain't money then it ain't on my mind/ I'm on my grind, man I'm in these streets/ Everything's real that I put in these beats/