This is a song about "Streets part 2"

I'd rather act the part

See, where i come from is hard

You're walking these streets,

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Now i'm living out my dreams

Criminal paving these streets

Cops won't look in the streets,

No time to plot retreats

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

Bitch im worldwide no part time

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Got ya bitch wrapped around my necklace. flood the streets that was part of my

Played our beats on the streets

When you're reachin' your dreams

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

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams