This is a song about "Niggas on the street"

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

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

Like a #hustler on the #street or a new #magazine

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Rob you on the street with the nine

I'm like sorry ma, this not the time

I see my nigga named pookie shot on the street.

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

I see the kids on the street

Me and my peeps often meet

The word's on the street so keep your ears to the concrete

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

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

Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga

You should keep an eye out for who's around on the street

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep