This is a song about "Sleeping on the street"

Street walking all you jock straps on the cock with hunger

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Rocked the ef 506 times on the wolf of wall street

Cause talk is cheap

Yea we hard on the street

Sleeping on the streets putting beside him some purses

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

And your car they leave, in the darkest street, and flee then, while you sleeping,

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

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

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

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

Girls on the street asking for numbers

You little young-ass motherfuckers