This is a song about "Ready for these streets"

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

On these streets with flurry coke-line streaks/

Yeah, ready for whatever

That damier bag i bought her

You're walking these streets,

Now i'm living out my dreams

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

These will be my diss be ready for doing a piss

Get high together, left ny together

Big serg, we ready for whatever

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

Im illegal on these beats, a killer on these streets

Better be ready for

Who did it before

You're walking these streets,

No time to plot retreats