This is a song about "My streets"

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

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

Got ya bitch wrapped around my necklace. flood the streets that was part of my

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

People keep runnin from me as i walk the streets cause blood stains my shirt

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

All that ass in your jeans

You're walking these streets,

You're walking these streets,

Tryna kill my dreams

The streets with my voice, the horse is a rolls royce,

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Betta stay outta the streets