The show, the days, worldwide, right up on May Day
We come from a city where the young dies So while they get to use them, push your time
Once you lose them, that's the reason why we must try
The streets hot from the night till the sunrise
And this is what it sounds like
Came up from the ground like
I wake up early, momma yawnin', mine addicted to money
*** the clip and them hunnids and half an a** of that scope
Ready to hit the block, tryna stick em in for the tummy
If I don't make it home, tell my momma to pray for me
I'ma get it cause I got em, raised in it from the bottom
Some shut up and give me profit
They want me dead and I swear that it ain't no stoppin'
I'ma go out and get it, just watch me pop off your socket
Play the 8 for you haters, they see me at corner pockets
We the best, that's the lesson, I thank you for the college
Imagine me, I'm gutter, to be the best is a habit
I swear that till I perish, I keep this s**t in panic mode
We come from a city where the young dies So while they get to use them, push your time
We rise and lose and that's the reason why we must try
The streets dark from the night till the sun rise
And this is what it sounds like
Came up from the ground
I watch me groove through the city, it's gotta be my religion
Only vision to get it is take it without a witness
Say that they want me dead and this s**t, that's my decision
Rockin' with middle fingers, the punks in the penitentiary
Walk the block with this energy, give a mug at my enemies
Tell them who they supposed to be, hang them up like a posy
Play them like Monopoly, till the end of my time I be
G-U-C-T-A, Mr. H-O-O-D, the prodigy
Tell them they can follow me, holding cabbage and celery
Gettin' money heavily, f**kin' up on that bribery
Ain't no vegetarians, play with me and you burger me
Better have a pass and hit my streets with the courtesy
We come from a city where the young die
So while they get to you, step, push your c**ts high
Find your loser, that's the reason why we must try
The streets talk from the night till the sun rise
And this is what it sounds like
Came up from the ground
I ride from the ghetto with the reggae
People only recognize the real
Cops hit we cause we don't squeal
But we don't give a f**k what all them feel
See ain't nobody stopping we, tell them pass back away
Not where we come, not where we come from, we don't care but what them better say
Let them know we do not play, taking over soon as they
Let us up in the door so we can shi-di-di-di-di-do our thing
We come from a city where the young die
So while they get to you, step, push your c**ts high
Find your loser, that's the reason why we must try
The streets talk from the night till the sun rise
And this is what it sounds like
Came up from the ground
We come from a city where the young die
So while they get to you, step, push your c**ts high
Find your loser, that's the reason why we must try
The streets talk from the night till the sun rise
And this is what it sounds like
Came up from the ground
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