Keys to the Streets

P808 First of all, Girl I don't play I'm dark skinned so no foreplay Don't smile for these rappers like Colgate Corpse in the freezer, cold case I'm finna get it and it's no debate You get your bag, don't negotiate Not all men are the same, differentiate Your circle's too big so they penetrate They're plotting on ending my life I know they envy my type You see the squad, whole lotta gang shit I keep my brothers on sight All of these rappers are selling out And they do it all for the hype It's not suicide if I wanna die Just to know how it feels, right? I've been really, really driftin' A lotta these niggas is trippin' In Pitori I feel like the mayor Thinking that I've got the keys to the city I've been really, really driftin' (really driftin') A lotta these niggas is trippin' (trippin') In Pitori I feel like the mayor Thinking that I've got the keys to the city I've lost four mothers already I know you think I cry for no reason And it's too bad that 'So and So' left me Although it cuts deep, I ain't bleeding All this time turns to air with the family I feel like my soul is depleting But I know that they really care for me While my friends come and go like the seasons Lay in my bed, I just can't sleep So, I run on this track, Athlete I'm a rap beast on these trap beats They play my songs in the Far East So at least I'm tryna make sure that we eat Steak and not Weet-Bix And that means No more freebies Got the keys to the streets so it's easy We say 'Real eyes. Realize. Real lies.' But we're cuddling these porcupines And kissing these leeches, they suck us dry How they play for the other side No location where I reside Where the dogs smile and the people bite They think it's paradise But I'm tryna emphasize That this place leaves you paralyzed Parasite I've been really, really driftin' (really driftin') A lotta these niggas is trippin' (trippin') In Pitori I feel like the mayor Thinking that I've got the keys to the city I've been really, really driftin' (really driftin') A lotta these niggas is trippin' (trippin') In Pitori I feel like the mayor Thinking that I've got the keys to the city Teenagers play with emotions Say you're okay but the truth is You ain't coping You let it flow like an ocean They probably bewitched you That's why you stay on that potion These old niggas die Young bloods keep it rolling My 'Gram ain't a test But I bet all these pretty women wanna scope it Stay on the Internet Chasing these dividends If you mention my name Then you're just chasing relevance Put time on the table I'm mixing these elements I swear to God, man we don't need a middle man They don't need evidence They don't need evidence I'm already guilty cos I lost my innocence P808