We are rough, gotta eat Me and my niggas are unleashed Terrorize the motherfucking streets This the shit that make a nigga unleashed What you hearin' now, this'll make us unleashed What you hearin' now I still don't like myself Walk around the fucking

You're in danger I've escaped Had wild dreams Walkin' the streets Hell we were young Never looked back So we took our dreams

For a moment there, it was permanent Oh look, I don't wanna feel like somebody But nothing else ever feels like your body 'Cause we held the world, we were turning it I'd drive the streets when you told me your secrets We made mistakes, but we both we

Soon as I get home Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back It's time to turn the streets into a war zone Grab my gats, locate my comrades Let's get my money out the safe Soon as I come home Dear baby, it's me again, stuck inside this mad pen

I can't get enough, yeah Moving my body All night long and do it again I keep turning it up, yeah The music is taking me higher I'm feeling inspired Don't want you to stop it We dance in the streets We rock to the beat

We right here Bring it! What? We're not goin anywhere This is ours and we don't share Bring your crew cuz we don't care One mo' time! I gots to hit the streets off

I can feel it in my teeth Are you into the beat? And it's driving me mad I can feel it in my teeth and it's driving me crazy It's driving me crazy, it's driving me mad Electrified harmonious I think I'll take it out to the streets Somebody please stop me

We ain’t playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Streets (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Gas (wit me,

Slip out your arrows in tongues (Oh I, I'll dance on that cross) Tell me where we plan to be Did you ever see anyone? (Sleeping on the streets) Did you ever know anyone? (Sleeping on the streets) Speech trial come and lead my palms. (Sleeping on the

In the streets it's getting hot and the youths Them a get so cold searching for food for the pot They'll do anything to fill that gap, whoo As generation comes and goes You gatta make preparation for the youths them a grow It's what you reap, it's what