(Cause I'm out here grindin') I don't care what nobody say I'm a be me (be me) Stay hood, stay raised in the streets Niggas talk about greatness whenever they speak about me (Cause I'm out here grindin') I ain't splitting nothing with nobody homie I

Yeah, were kings and queens Cruising South Jackson Street Riding up and down that all night merry go round Just more of the same old same Making memories with time to waste And it ran out we took One last lap around this town Hey it was bumper to bumper

Mi na watch dem face Mannin' da streets Gwann on somethin' Plant up da green so we na touch mutton Na watch nuttin' Don't be about the trouble, just free your mind Don't be under the rubble, this is your time Don't care about the struggle, just free your

3 cool chicks 3 cool cats Parked on the corner in a beat up car Devourin' up a liquor candy bar Talkin' all about how sharp they are These 3 cool cats Walkin' down the street just swingin' their hips Spinnin' up a bag of potato chips And 3 cool cats did

Bitch niggas (bitch niggas) That's some good-ass weed Check it out Dawg, this game is a motherfuckin' trip man Word on the streets Everybody always tryin' to run up on me Hollerin' about word on the streets is this nigga said this Man I don't give a fuck

When your wrist like this, you don't check the forecast Made a brick through a brick, I ain't whip up shit From the streets, but I got a little sense But I had to go coupe, no brain, coupe no brain I ain't worried 'bout you, I'ma do what I do And I do my

Where do you go, where do you go, And the light of truth is blown out, Roadsinger came to town, long cape and hat, People stood and stared then closed their doors, as he passed, He strolled the empty street, kids banged on tin cans, Then the panting dogs

The kids are back So just remember the Oh, watch out We walk the streets In tattered armies We got the lion in our heart We're not lookin' for trouble Just for some fun But we're all ready if you wanna' start

Baby's into running around Hanging with the crowd Putting your business in the street talking out loud Saying you bought her this and that And how much you done spent I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent Hey boy you better bring the chick around

And without you is how I disappear, And live my life alone forever now To un-explain the unforgivable, Drain all the blood and give the kids a show By streetlight this dark night, A séance down below There're things that I have done, You never should