Lyrics Streets - Santanna

Tryna make a half a ticket out the streets
Sometimes it feel like they don't hear you when you speak
They killing niggas I can't stop for the police
Gotta keep that blick can't let a nigga kill me
I still clutch can't let em get me before the light change
Where I'm from they'll cross you for some light change
My lil nigga lost his dog he ain't smiled since
He tryna find out where he stay and put some rounds in

Tryna tell my young niggas to get money
He said he want a Cuban he gonna fuck around see the jury
That lil nigga want a body
He ain't scared he ain't worried
Niggas acting like they shooters you can see it that they nervous
They ain't even aiming man them niggas ain't got no purpose
I just took another perky
I was running wild not thinking the streets hurt me
Niggas out here snitching can't fuck with him
He working
My young nigga ain't get no pussy but got a body
Gun dirty
Tryna hide the pain all these 10s I been taking
Tryna get it out the trap cause I don't know a nigga that made it
I know everything take patience
And we gotta feed these babies
I know my people need me
I can't let a nigga take me
I counted 10 and still eating ramen
They don't get it
What I'm tryna say I'm never changing
NFL we go away if them bitches raid us
Still taking risks
Plug hitting me with different flavors

Tryna make a half a ticket out the streets
Sometimes it feel like they don't hear you when you speak
They killing niggas I can't stop for the police
Gotta keep that blick can't let a nigga kill me
I still clutch can't let em get me before the light change
Where I'm from they'll cross you for some light change
My lil nigga lost his dog he ain't smiled since
He tryna find out where he stay and put some rounds in