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

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

You're walking these streets,

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

But i'm not a dummy, without money i'm stuck here for life

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

And it's finna give me peace, life up in these streets

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

Played our beats on the streets

I kept runnin through the streets

Trap our young black seeds

But hates it when im in the streets makin some money

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Government changed my life to the streets

And she throws up whatever she eats