Dead End Street

In God we trust on the money so we go and get it cause we know that it's heaven sent If it ain't about dough then baby it's irrelevant I'm on some growth and development Make it evident that I got a regiment for excellence A lotta cash a whole lotta dough Once you get the bag go and get some mo Get you a plan and put it in motion Stick to the plan forget the commotion Watch em try to ride ya wave Better watch the niggas behind you when you getting paid Back in the day I had a lot a j's Sport center show we had all the plays We on the same thang but it's a different day If you want something in this world then you gotta pay Demons hunting in this world so you better pray All this shade thrown got me felling grey I still be banking though I don't do the chase Once you get the hustle then you gotta keep pace Life is a puzzle but you feel it is a race Niggas be racin' to trouble then they catch a case I been grinding daily now it's time to put it in ya face Wait a minute before I eat let say my grace These streets ain't got no love These streets a take you fast Just let me just let the smoke clear Everybody on the gas Everybody don shedded a tear For somebody who has passed These streets ain't really fun These streets a take you fast These streets ain't got no love These streets a take you fast Everybody gotta gun They shooting first asking questions last They shooting first pull up and blast it Then cry when loosing someone in that casket All the bodies I done seen i swear this shit is tragic Tell my hatas thanks Hot doggit now this bun filled with franks Fresh crisp money I'm talking straight out the bank The dark side of it we hate it But we wanna be able to say that we made it If I get a chance I gotta take it Momma told me fake it till I make it I been faking it so long I can't take it If I didn't marry the streets I wouldn't have this life I'm just saying these streets make it hard to find a wife So we thinking of splitting I'm thinking I need something different Naw I ain't perfect Everything I got I deserved it now I ask myself was it worth it Bodies dropping and it's killin' me But still I got to get money like Ronnie literally I'm to real for the industry But still they know that they feeling me Since I'm weapon ain't no concealing me The streets is where the drilling be They telling in these streets willingly The dirt in these streets got me digging deep The streets don got to fake and finicky These streets ain't got no love These streets a take you fast Just let me just let the smoke clear Everybody on the gas Everybody don shedded a tear for somebody who has passed These streets ain't really fun These streets a take you fast These streets ain't got no love These streets a take you fast Everybody gotta gun They shooting first asking questions last They shooting first pull up and blast it Then cry when loosing someone in that casket All the bodies I done seen i swear this shit is tragic