I said close your mouth and eat You make some paper, than you make your own rules Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do They call me Tity Boi 'cause she used to spoil me She always told me (My momma always said aye, damn) I'm from the hood, it's

They say that I'm dangerous If I were to tell, they'll kill me now Well imma cut to the chase Oh oh oh oh oh oh Chica bang bang Cause I be living like a rockstar What doesn't kill you makes you stronger every time

Together we're invincible And tonight we can truly say And during the struggle They will pull us down Turn things around But please, please let's use this chance to Follow through Make our dreams come true Don't give up the fight

Are you at all haunted by memories past? Are you ready to make this one breath your last? Or are you just hoping that someone will grieve? Is your chest so heavy you're ready to leave? Cherish all you have left. Will they remember my name when I'm gone,

We go out on our own It's a big bad world outside Carrying our dreams and all that they mean Trying to make it all worthwhile Maybe I'm wrong Or maybe I'm right Maybe it's just too late but this is keeping me awake all night. Maybe say yes or maybe say

Everybody says they do, but you know they don't They say they're looking out for you, but you know they won't Can't you see I believe I'm living on faith On my knees, and I can see the promise I can make And life has taken me so far from shore And I, I'm

They may not play this on the radio So I'm gonna make damn sure So hear my spirit roar Through my melody I'll make sure you remember me Roar free, in myself Kill this thug, it's a felony I'll make sure you remember This is the realest shit I ever wrote

Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on And now they wanna get it in on the balcony Getcha roll on, getcha roll on I know you waitin' on me, baby, can you hold on? Just make sure when I get there, you ain't got clothes on 'Cause you gon' ride that dick to a

We got that good love We got that hood love Bad boy, you make me make bad decisions We got that hot love We got that I don't give a what love We got that one life Give me that all night We got that Bonnie & Clyde love They say it’s wrong, but

Feeling like Phil when I make the play I light the streets where you are I did not come here from nothin' I need a whole lot of money Crossing these hoes out to featherweight Putting your bitches on layaway Niggas they know me from stuntin' All of my