There are many dangers I still go out there
There are many fallen, but I'm still not scared
There are many times when trouble's all around
In my street, walking down my street
In my street, walking down my street
Uh, listen, vivid descriptions, no witness
Kids is the victim, show business
Worry about minding your business
I swear this world is so vicious
Uh, what they know, what they know, what they know
Uh, life can be grand, life can be shitty
Life is what you make it, never look for pity
Make excuses, we do it, the truest
Life is so beautiful, and beautiful is music
Scream, what was me? Niggas got they problems
Learning lessons every day, you just gotta solve them
Been through my bullshit, it just make me strong
Please take me home, gotta take so long
It's okay to cry, but it's better to laugh
Start a new beginning while you sever your past
Always put yourself first, never in last
We tend to do that, the pressure's bad
I know better than most, having negative growth
And your cheddar is low, and your debt will explode
And your baby mama calling with the daily drama
Often so lately I've been falling, make it till we balling
There are many danger I still go out there
There are many falling, but I'm still not scared
There are many times when trouble's all around
In my street, walkin' down my street In my street, walkin' down my street
Uh, show no love, lover get you killed Learn to trade a skill, hard to bet the house
on you niggas We don't know how you built, peep game
No, I can't take losses, still we sign contracts with the clauses
For the white men and robbers, we get out the hood
Still the only way we leave in the coffin, I need more choices
Riding with my dogs, live from the garden of Eden
Where evil survives to the maw, fans at the door
Nigga, yeah, you know the SWAT is the fly on the wall
Doughboy, let the guys out the car Everything is good until the sky started falling
Damn, nigga, even home ain't safe At the hands of police, you can die in your yard
America is a cold game, we sellin' china for the low, man
Place dope in our hood, now they tryna hit a nigga with the Rico
Like Calvin missing his rope chain, damn, you tough, right?
My skin color is a knife wonder, look a nigga dead in his eyes
You can tell if he live, his eyes flutter So much you the flower, he ready to frost up
There are many dangers, I still go out there
There are many fallen, but I'm still not scared
There are many times when trouble's all around
In my street, walkin' down my street In my street, walkin' down my street
