Record Straight
Guess they kinda confused
I don't speak on the drills
I was taught you just react
We ain't fronting for mills
It's just matter of time
Till it lead to your death
You from the street
Well most my niggas trynna get of of that
You see
I seen most the lows
baby mama a hoe
She fuck your opps
Cause she hurt
Want attention from folks
I know a girl in foster care
Barely know her moms
She had a baby funny thing
He don't know bout his pops
Street lights
They don't work in my hood
We use our brain for the heat
The stove a do you some good
Aside from the pack
You see some other things
I ain't got much to prove
I'm trying heal some things
Street lights
They don't work in my hood
We use our brain for the heat
The stove a do you some good
Aside from the pack
You see some other things
I ain't got much to prove
I'm trying heal some things
You see the gas is the start
Flip it then hit a quak
Shortly after that flip
Hit a pound then a pack
You be lucky if a nigga don't take you out
Cause in my city
Niggas hate
We always in a drought
But fr other shit
You see some bitches wild
That's cause daddy's was hoes
They left they momma out
I was gone off the perks
Way before they was cool
They judged a nigga for the whippers
That's a accident fool
Street lights
They don't work in my hood
We use our brain for the heat
The stove a do you some good
Aside from the pack
You see some other things
I ain't got much to prove
I'm trying heal some things
Street lights
They don't work in my hood
We use our brain for the heat
The stove a do you some good
Aside from the pack
You see some other things
I ain't got much to prove
I'm trying heal some things
You ever had a homie tell you he was making lean
But you supportive and shit
So you go sip his lean
You ain't think he would make
You sip Embalming Fluid
Yeah my kidneys they failed
Somehow I made it through it
Lil baby idk why tripping out
I seen so many od
I seen so many strike out
Nah fr got a homie down
For several bodies
That's cause he look like a nigga
Charged with several homes
Niggas glorify a life
This shit crazy bro
A nigga raped his man baby
shit you didn't know
A bitch I know she
Pray she graduate
She got son he like 3
How much your heart could take
We got whole hoods wit
Kids on fentanyl
While you spitting them lies
They going withdrawals
We not same
Cut it out
This ain't your damn lane
You ain't seen what I seen
So life ain't seen the same
Street lights
They don't work in my hood
We use our brain for the heat
The stove a do you some good
Aside from the pack
You see some other things
I ain't got much to prove
I'm trying heal some things
Street lights
They don't work in my hood
We use our brain for the heat
The stove a do you some good
Aside from the pack
You see some other things
I ain't got much to prove
I'm trying heal some things
