This is a song about "The streets knew"

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

No one knew the real me

Took my heart away from money

It's only fitting cause i'm looking super fly with you

How the new was motivated by what you always knew....

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

Elongated skulls so whose who? something that the real jews knew,

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Believed your own hype ya the hardest bitch in the streets

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

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

The streets are littered with millers