Street Life lyrics

Ran through 200 grand in the streets i was really in the streets
U know it ain no love in the streets for some reason ion know u know how it be
f*ck competion can't no one compete
f*ck one b*tch im tryna f*ck 3 big cup so it hold lotta coke an lean true story we was all in the streets
My n*gga on the way home free meech n*gga dont want beef come from the streets
Really thats all my n*ggas eat really thats all real [?]
Walk around vvs all in the street truth or dare boy i dare a n*gga play wit me
f*ck around find the boy skull in the streets yeah not next week
We dont spare a n*gga if he sweet we delete mf ima beast mf
Lost a whole lotta thousands in the streets
Good grief mf ima teach mf
Coming from where i come from coming from where i come from
In the hood everday like a damn bomb swear this sh*t get bloody like a tampon yeah
Hot boy hottest thing under the damn sun
This sh*t fly my n*gga damn son
Forest gump when u see the mf when u see the mf betta damn run
All these [?] my n*ggas shooting like the cam on
I f*cked around an put my mans on then he put his mans on then he put his mans on yeah
Street life
n*gga what the streets like
How late nights tryna get my cake right n*gga f*ck a street light
n*gga we pipe all in the street lights
Gettin money all day every day all out in broad day when u livin this street life
I swear sometimes i dont sleep right make me grab the heat tight i swear im living the street life i gotta keep the heat right
I swear my family gonna eat right thanks to the street life i say street life
n*gga we livin the street life
One thang bout them streets they ain got no love for no n*gga
Ain no love for no n*gga i swear ain no love for no n*gga
I grew up in them streets we was some hustlers n*gga
I know a couple of killas dont get hit wit no missile
In the hood we some feigns for the dream cash out on pain
If it ain act we dont drink i swear we did when they came
This is my lane please do not enter my lane
I do not owe u a thang its kinda hard to explain
But i did not ask for a thing i put that sh*t in my name
In the streets if u play with a saddle
Call them at the corner red dot em
n*ggas in the hood they die bout em
Make my own rules u betta abide by em
Ion need no juice b*tches love my [?]
May i refuse u know we did what we wanna
Know of the good times wit JJ an walonna im still in the streets smokin good marijuana yeah