The streets left with me a heavy heart (heavy heart) I gave this hustle everything I got (thing I got) Always kept it real from the very start (very start) Niggas ain't thorough like I always start Damn, the game left with me a heavy heart (heavy heart)

Constricting like a heart attack A mythomaniac on the loose in the streets Blood boiling with the burning heat Of caustic defeat, now there's no turning back I heard there was a plaace Where we're all one race Color, gender, age never could dictate I saw

Oh the little man Now the court square's just a set of streets That the people go round but they seldom think Bout the little man that built this town Before the big money shut em down And killed the little man The little man There goes the little man I

Ain't no god on my streets in the heart of the jungle (oh Lord child) Won't you follow me into the jungle (yeah) Won't you follow me into the jungle (Oh Lord, said oh Lord, I said oh Lord) Yeah, yeah, yeah Well it's too long living in the same old lives

You niggas bogus, I see the imposers Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses Let my face tell it,

I can hear your heart, your heart And I just wanna lay you down your burdens, all your fears And I don't need your deepest secrets whisper in my ear 'Cause I can hear your heart, your heart Side by side Between the streets, before the night I found you

You're in 2 deep When you drop in the streets You wi' drop in 2 deep For you wi' incomplete So don't be in 2 deep And don't be in 2 deep Want to commit suicide 'Cause you've been denied of your 9 to 5

So look in my eyes, what will you leave behind once you've gone? (so precious) You got what you came for now I think its time to move on (when will you say) But these ghosts come alive like water and wine To them these streets belong My hands are soaking

They wanna see me in the cage, I'd rather see me in a Wraith I'm motivation on the 'Gram I'm going live on these bitches on stage, goddamn Who love the streets? Meek, Meek Who dropping heat? Meek, Meek Who locked the city up, pull up in that Bentley

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses