Yeah , ooh

Yeah , yeah

That's my brother

So if you crossin' him you crossin' me

**** all these hoes , please get 'em off of me

We from the gutter

Every night we ate bologna meat

*****, watch your tone 'cause ain't no ho in me

They say I'm greedy

When I be only tryna feed the team

Somebody tell me who been feeding me?

No , I ain't easy

Take all these drugs like I might OD

Game ain't the same , I miss the old streets

Man , I miss the old streets

These *****s lame , they gotta show me

They know my name , but they don't know me

Got all this pain , somebody hold me , yeah

So now I ball like Kobe , yeah

These *****s be so phony , yeah

They wanna be my homie , yeah

But I been grinding by my lonely , yeah

Cold winters , cold killers , and cold dinners

My granny trippin', her grandson the **** dealer

My ho trippin', no pics , it's just business

Stop *****ing , get out your feelings , just roll with it

It's all sickening , the bills hittin', my mom's missing

Pops flipping , the time's ticking , the day's shifting

I can't fix it , move with it , just groove with it

Too smooth with it , I kept praying , I'm God's gifted , yeah

Never change on my brothers , I'm not switchin'

Better not hang with no others , we not with it

All the opps takin' cover , got caught slippin'

Go spin they block with them cutters , we not missing

Man , I miss the old streets

These *****s lame , they gotta show me

They know my name , but they don't know me

Got all this pain , somebody hold me , yeah

So now I ball like Kobe , yeah

These *****s be so phony , yeah

They wanna be my homie , yeah

But I been grinding by my lonely , yeah