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

Rob you on the street with the nine

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

I don't know defeat

I see the kids on the street

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Picking up all the girls on the street,

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

And the only ending will be me dead on the fucking street

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

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Rocked the ef 506 times on the wolf of wall street

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

When i get that 10 racks nigga we gone hit the mall

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinis in the street

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat