This is a song about "The cold streets"

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Done grime these streets are the

I don't slang caine on the city streets

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

You can't leave the ghetto streets

All that ass in your jeans

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Tryna kill my dreams

Betta stay outta the streets

More fights occurring here then the streets of cold ukraine

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

Get blown like lawn leaves

I kept runnin through the streets

Ballin til the buzzer blow

Roaming the streets wearing retro