This is a song about "Life streets dep money working"

Cause after all the lights and screams

Played our beats on the streets

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

It's burning slow, even though life on the streets kinda cold

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

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

It’s hip-hop, not pop

Working my way to the top

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Government changed my life to the streets

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

Just proceeding with your life, working and breeding

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

Before we see it's hard to live

She looks for money , i look for life