Street Life

(albüm: Still Taking Risks - 2021)

Lord, hear me
Please, oh, hear this, God

Rose from the mud all by myself, I ain't have a place to go
Time from the judge he facing with a court-appointed lawyer
Sides, ain't no trust, sometimes I wonder, "Why did I know?"
Sometimes I wish that I could press rewind and take you back when I was normal
I'm on my shit just like a plunger, no wonder they want to see me fall
Down on my dick, they didn't see, Stevie Wonder, but when I ran the quad
Dying with my clique, this shit ain't 'bout no deposits, I'm wit' 'em, right or wrong
Dying up in a ditch, you shouldn't have played with a mobster, we spin to knock 'em off

Street life, street life, street life
Street life
You might lose your life to the trenches
You might lose your life to the trenches, yeah
Street life, street life, street life
Street life
You might lose your life to the prison
You might lose your life to the prison

My mama always told me, "Time will heal"
I'm talking way before the come-up, we was thugging, slanging iron for real
I'm talking deep down in the gutter, bread and butter 'fore I had a deal
Jump out all black, then upped that cutter on the backstreet, niggas dying for real
I got your back, you got my back, protect the brand, yeah, that's just what it is
Back before my grandma popped the pills
I played the streets, shit got me getting ill
These bullets burn like gonorrhea, so you don't let no one get near
And they don't never ask how Quando feel
But send a text like, "Can you pay my bills?"
Realest I met when I look in the mirror, oh

Rose from the mud all by myself, I ain't have a place to go
Time from the judge he facing with a court-appointed lawyer
Sides, ain't no trust, sometimes I wonder, "Why did I know?"
Sometimes I wish that I could press rewind and take you back when I was normal
I'm on my shit just like a plunger, no wonder they want to see me fall
Down on my dick, they didn't see, Stevie Wonder, but when I ran the quad
Dying with my clique, this shit ain't 'bout no deposits, I'm wit' 'em, right or wrong
Dying up in a ditch, you shouldn't have played with a mobster, we spin to knock 'em off

Street life, street life, street life
Street life
You might lose your life to the trenches
You might lose your life to the trenches, yeah
Street life, street life, street life
Street life
You might lose your life to the prison
You might lose your life to the prison