Yeah, 1996, Codion with the flow, made it all, the superstar, LV, that's right Mossberg, Smith & Wesson, 45, let me tell you how I learned my lesson House party in the hood of some niggas I don't know But I had to go, they had a house full of hoes I stepped into the party with my niggas high off that N The hoes is looking good, so we trying to make a friend for the night Let's get it right, let's get it straight But now these punk ass niggas in the party wanna play Hey, a bunch of cap and saber rats, what's up with that? It's 1996, so these busters get no kind of doubt Like American Express, here we go again Never leave home without it, so don't even think about it Just let me leave and I won't have to make you leave But if you're making offensive moves, then I'ma have to show and prove Back up off if you do assault me Don't make me have to show you who these 16 bosses be It's really ain't me no more, these streets won't let me go I can't escape this life, they got me trapped inside It's really ain't me no more, these streets won't let me go I can't escape this life, they got me trapped inside Way back in the days, we proved off to get a name Now everybody want some fame, the days changed, can't save the same All these youngsters, they tripping, killing for no reason That's why now they need a house when I'm my nina I love my baby, carry my baby wherever I go For those suckers getting twisted, said I keep their pimpin' Stop pushing you as in my shoes And learn to be yourself, stop acting like somebody else It's 96 and most of homies stay at 6, think they'll cease I've caught a few at parties, know what a friend knows Every week I just don't see me out, I put that work My yesterday *** don't stop till my casket drops Stop hating, might not get your own Be true to this game, on this game I do the code Everywhere I go I got my back, I hate to do my own black But I must stay stressed out It's really ain't me no more, these streets won't let me go I can't escape this life, that they got me trapped inside It's really ain't me no more, these streets won't let me go I can't escape this life, that they got me trapped inside I can't escape this life I've been trying to live in peace, but these fools won't cease In the cis with their door ***, so I got a full clip Chitty, chitty, bang, bang, but it's a new thing One shot from a JV-38 can make you crazy I'm the kind of nigga that don't believe in frontin' But if you run up on me trippin', then best believe I'm dumping I got bills to pay and kids to raise And the whole generation of lost niggas the same So I ain't got time for that, yeah If you start some static, I'ma have to blow your mind back Believe that, nigga, Jay-Z, if you do, it's true *** with who you get done, that's how we do it, too Don't squat no *** and it won't be none, son But if you do, I'm going for my gun Like Doc Holliday, your nigga ain't scary So if you want a trip, then I'll be your hugger, Mary It's really ain't me no more, these streets won't let me go I can't escape this life, that they got me trapped inside It's really ain't me no more, these streets won't let me go I can't escape this life, that they got me trapped inside It's really ain't me no more, these streets won't let me go I can't escape this life, that they got me trapped inside But the streets won't let me go They got me trapped inside