This is a song about "Run the streets"

I wanna be the center piece of my entire culture

Used to run the streets but now i'm runnin' every summer/

But they paved a bad road so there's crack in the streets,

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Played our beats on the streets

I kept runnin through the streets

And she throws up whatever she eats

Going for the long run

There are times when you'll need someone

Just a little nigga

Done grime these streets are the

That's why i here whispers

The streets are littered with millers

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

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun