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Straight out of Rochelle. Yeah, yeah, yeah. You know what it be like. Real street shit. That's for the streets, yeah. Straightly for streets. On my real nigga death, We gonna live for no Snapchat, none of me There, yeah. Word. So the true dem feel it, I ain't boost. I ain't street schooling. You know what is. Yeah. You gotta hustle on the streets to get That right down. I'm not waiting for no money, I need mine now. We hitting licks if they Don't wanna bring that price down. Because I need that foreign and my neck iced Out. For them times in them cells and them Cold nights. Days on that block, posting up like A low life. Trying to get that fast money, Ain't up for slow life. Niggas want me dead and I was gripping it So tight. Big weapon, had them fuck niggas telling. My nigga robbed my nigga, then my nigga split His melon. That shit was fucked up, I just Took it as a lesson. In that field looking For love I wasn't getting. I write that real shit because my pain is The essence. My niggas got smoked, I mix the Haze with the lemon. And let it burn, uh. And niggas left me in that dirt. Now it's my turn, they gon' feel every verse. They told me to revive, but I got on My grind and I. Put down my pen then I picked my pipe And I. Wasn't right until I got them knives. What you want me to write, my nigga? This my life and I couldn't think twice. Hunger wasn't nice. Came with a price. Streets had me blind, niggas fucked up my mind. Can't get back the time, but fuck it. I'll be fine, I bet my last five on It, yeah. Uh. Somehow, some way. We gon' all make it out the end someday. If ain't knife work, they coming with gunplay. And it's fucked how these niggas ain't holding that Gun straight. Might catch one stray. Gotta get low. Hit up with parole, Make it hard to get home. Faith in my palm, I won't ever let go. Niggas hating so we blazing if they ever get Close. And I don't trust a soul, but them Poles never snake me. Toast to these boots, yeah, I live that grime Daily. I was dying in that jam, ain't nobody Come save me. Ain't fold, ain't bend, how the Fuck they gon' break me? I'ma live with them Choices that I chose, nigga. I'ma get that work in and get it sold, Nigga. I learned shit from watching all them fucking Old niggas. How you blame us? We just did what we was told, nigga, word. They told me to revive, but I got on My grind and I. Put down my pen then I picked my pipe And I. Wasn't right until I got them knives. What you want me to write, my nigga? This my life and I couldn't think twice. Hunger wasn't nice. Came with a price. Streets had me blind, niggas fucked up my mind. Can't get back the time, but fuck it. I'll be fine, I bet my last five on It, yeah. Ni-niggas hitting niggas with that Cartridge. Jakes hit my niggas with them charges. And them, them judge, they ain't giving niggas Chances. I studied business, hit them fiends with Them bargains. Them Ds came to my yard without Auctions. My nigga caught a headshot, Tell me how that is. Raised by the streets 'cause we barely know our fathers. Got me on my knees, prostrating on that carpet. Uh. And I don't wanna get got. I go to war like I won't get shot. From the second that you step on the block. It's a blessing in itself if you ever get Out. Nah for real, nigga. Shit. Streets is real. We had no choice, you feel me? No choice. Yeah. Life we live, you know? You Pecknarm. They told me to revive, but I got on My grind and I. Put down my pen then I picked my pipe And I. Wasn't right until I got them knives. What you want me to write, my nigga? This my life and I couldn't think twice. Hunger wasn't nice. Came with a price. Streets had me blind, niggas fucked up my mind. Can't get back the time, but fuck it. I'll be fine, I bet my last five on It, yeah.