Aye that city life no pretty life
Them broke days was the illest nights
Broke bread with the realest types
Old heads wanna hit the pipe
Boat heads want a dip at night
Loud pack and we roll it tight
Trap houses and crack houses
We blow stacks when we roll the dice
Ain't nothing nice in this city
These streets here is the coldest
My whole hood full of soldiers
Had my nickel bags full of boulders
No metro when we left school and we ran trains on them rollers
No metro when we left school and we ran trains on them rollers
Had my heart in these streets
Now I put my heart in these beats
Got so many angels in heaven
And I know they resting in peace
And I speak my peace
Man we all gonna eat
Everyday I pray to one God
I fall to my feet
Dear Lord you keep me strong
Never let me fall to the weak
I put my life on the line
Better know I play for the keeps
If you can't dance with the wolves
Then you better live with the sheep
If you can't dance with the wolves
Boy you better live with the sheep
Aye real live
We was pissin and shittin in bags for two weeks
Cuz our toilets was full
Locked in these cells
While they fed us through a slot
In the feds
Imagine what the men went through
Top ten I'm hot now I was hot then
Fake homies wanna drop in
It's too late had to block them
She just wanna be cuffed but I cannot do it
Hope she got friends
Four five six seven eight nine ten
And yea I got men
And I don't really pull up to the clubs
Cuz I be locked in
Working overtime
I ain't never clock out
So I can't clock in
He in and out the jail since fifteen
And I can't stop him
Did seven years straight and I won't go back
No I am not him
Balenciagas with the lights on the back
No I can't cop them
Rather buy stock in Balenciaga
Then to blow a band just to rock them
Coming up I had nothing
Now I'm on the grind for it all
Damn it feels good just to grab my phone
Not have to wait in line for a call
Free Rah
It's BM
