Streets Raised lyrics
by Lil Wayne
Young money cash money till I'm killed n*gga
Bet my funeral be over packed with real n*ggas
Started on a black top with a few pieces of crack rock
Now it's just him pumpin his motherf*ckin black rock
Earn my stripes like a motherf*ckin black sock
Now it's like we hit the motherf*ckin jackpot
Hurricane catrina is the motherf*ckin back drop
Man you know them n*ggas got that motherf*cker backhot
I'm tryna see how to get that new book, rock black drop
I'm a PI a'ight? A'ight