This is a song about "Hustling the streets"

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

Wipe off the streets, they so proud

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Get blown like lawn leaves

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

You can't leave the ghetto streets

I'mma live and die in cali

The streets of miami

So all the hustling for nothing man

Niggas ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can

In this industry that kicked us about in the streets

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Hear the rappin filled within the streets

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Played our beats on the streets

Trap our young black seeds