We be thuggin' and buzzin', lovin', what the * we be doin'?We gon' keep it movin', do my regimes in full movementStrap on, packs of pistols poppin', I'm shockin', droppin'Any motherfucker thinkin' they want it, bring itWe bombin', stormin' up in this bitch, shuttin' these punks downUnloadin' and keep rollin', you know what, what's up now?Got it sold up, competition in blood puddlesUnderground movin' things like Mexican drug tunnelsFlexin' on star trouble, trouble to start spittin'Spittin' is hard hittin', hittin' the chartsStrip them apart, cause I live it, yeah, I'm waited, done it, and did itThe streets runnin' and dealin', others gunnin' and killin'Ready and willin', can you feel the vibe?I'm a sick motherfucker on the grindin', that's what led to dieThugs, killers, criminals, and drug dealersWho you find me amongst, they rubbed offSo I guess I'm too grimy to trustStraight from the streets, that's where we comin' nowStraight from the streets, that's where we comin' nowStraight from the streets, that's where we comin' nowStraight from the streets, that's where we comin' nowStraight from the streets, that's where we comin' nowStraight from the streets, that's where we comin' nowStraight from the streets, that's where we comin' nowStraight from the streets, that's where we comin' nowMy black shots on the plastic glockEmpty out the clip quick and watch your passes dropMotherfuck không on bucksI'm clutch at my pistol, unloadin' multiple gun shotsAnd when you hit that's when the fun stopsBitch, I'ma ride up, pull up beside you in a bucketBusting, I'm from the streets where they do that like it's nothingConstantly running, hearing voices, paranoid to sleepDozing off, trying to avoid my dreamsSeeing a vision, money making schemesFiend for good living, but the victim didn't get a good descriptionI'm still on the loose, doing my crimeTrying to get mine, getting highHearing my mom's words echo in the back of my mindFeeling hopeless, trying to maintain focusSipping on this Hennessy and heavily weed smokingJust a ghetto *, swear I could hear the devil laughingPlotting on my soul, but he won't get oneRiding every day, eternally trained, straight upRiding every day, eternally trained, straight up