This is a song about "Run streets"

I don't slang caine on the city streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

I glanced seeing some haters in the streets

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

When you're reachin' your dreams

Criminal paving these streets

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

When she see me on the streets, she turn around the other way and run

Cause after all the lights and screams

You're walking these streets,

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Can trust nobody on the streets

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

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

You're walking these streets,

Little more weed, first class seats