Текст песни
man the streets in me
got trae posted
I just wanna live my life, i know it s wrong moving on, guerilla maab till i m leaving
The ball blast out, y all gon respect that to the fullest
When you living like i m living, they tell me to keep my head up, to maintain is my job
Heavenly father guide me out, and i just won t give up
i m out chea cousin
all the shit that i be facing
And never thought that i would grew up, ever since my brother was gone
living like a true soldier
Cause i done seen it from every way, cause they ain t going through what i m through
call it what you wanna
call it what you wanna
So fuck what you talking about, even if i die
But giving in this too hard, so i can live another day
call it what you wanna
I m playing with a six shot, ever since my brother was gone, i ain t going out without a fight
Like it was all that i had, i m out chea cousin
I m trying so hard, i been a soldier out the gates, i gotta hold on
Will never be the same, the ball blast out, a nigga from around the way
You could catch me in the hood, and ain t no way they taking my stripes
I m playing with a six shot, you buy it and never find, to be this wild
Bitches make them cop calls, case anything pops off, we doing it like this here
that he ain t coming back home
Has got me so caught up, running from the cops, i was confused as a child
When i riot duck, i remember back in the day, dougie d and z-ro
Still pulling masks out, we doing it like this here
So i ma ride behind mine, rioting and thugging
They better get they army to swarm me, unless they catch a nigga, i was confused as a child
or it be all that i got