This is a song about "I wanna make it out the streets"

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

I make a move but she doesn't wanna do it

Is it cause i dont take to the streets?

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

I kept runnin through the streets

When you're reachin' your dreams

Yet im stillll underated but i wanna make it

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

I got the type of bump that make a bitch wanna hump

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

And i be on the block all day

Out in the streets is where i learned my way,

Raised by the streets, i can make a beat off a brick wall

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

Holding back the anger i wanna shoot out