This is a song about "Brooklyn streets"

I kept runnin through the streets

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Its was a cold night in brooklyn when i first set out

Diamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeout

Roaming the streets wearing retro

And i did the video for really though

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

A story too familiar for too many brooklyn residents

Little more weed, first class seats

You're walking these streets,

Cause after all the lights and screams

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Hit me up on the streets

I said believe in your dreams

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Streets became home to me/ like a mother to be/ the streets