This is a song about "Niggas on the street"

On the road were the street glowed with the people of rodeo

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Or be on the street corner with a pipe smokin the rock

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinis in the street

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

I live on the beach these gurls outside bikini's in the street

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

I see my nigga named pookie shot on the street.

Rocked the ef 506 times on the wolf of wall street

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat