This is a song about "When we get on the street"

Yea we hard on the street

Me and my peeps often meet

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinis in the street

Who's from, the other side of the street, we bury it,

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

I see my nigga named pookie shot on the street.

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

I see the kids on the street

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar

And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin' with the liquor

This is only for the hip-hop lovers

Girls on the street asking for numbers

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Cause his toys are better than what yo sellin on the street