Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds
Kids in a daze because the drug filled streets
Is it the money or my marriage or media peace
Cause even though im ducking in the streets from the police
I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown
It's time to turn the streets into a war zone
In the streets ,i guess this shit is a mess
Spending her time with him i guess
And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
Succeed indeed im thief in the streets, when im with a bitch its like a fatty
I don't live in the hood
My bitches fuck me good
To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats
A hundred more sluts in the sea each one be flooding the streets
Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds
Mention me in a tweet, speak of me on the streets,
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