This is a song about "The streets knew"

I don't slang caine on the city streets

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Believed your own hype ya the hardest bitch in the streets

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Played our beats on the streets

When you're reachin' your dreams

Now i'm living out my dreams

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Cops won't look in the streets,

Little more weed, first class seats

The streets of miami

I'mma live and die in cali

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

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