This is a song about "Nightmare on slaughter street"

Rocked the ef 506 times on the wolf of wall street

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

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

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

And the only ending will be me dead on the fucking street

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

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

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Began my life out on then street

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

Got my j's on my feet as i'm walking down the street

If you saw me on the street

Sometimes i think, what i need

Yea we hard on the street

I said i got my ass beat