The Streets

When you got locked you had a lot to tell
When I get out of jail
I'll split you like lobster tail
Secrets only Glocks can tell
Have you ever spent a moment in my time
Roaming through my mind
Peaches murder together
Nothing to hide but my wetter
And something inside I'm fed of
I'm getting so high I'm fed up
But really it's time to let up
Cause really I'm holding back
But in time they'll realize I'm the illest in fact
Fuck a radio song
I put the radio on
Once the streets found out
They played a real nigga's song
I'm hyphy but motherfuckers couldn't tell from my tone
Now niggas respect The Bay in every state that I've gone
Cause my album's so dope
Motherfuckers is stoned
Plus I'm everywhere
Wouldn't believe the hoods I combed
Niggas love me like Mac Dre and Pac back home
Though I'm known to let the four-five shatter your bones

C-L-R, six-zero-zero baby
Same color as my hero with a slight hint of navy
Like my blue steel baby
Like keep still maybe
I'll let you live 'til they pay me
I gotta do this kind of shit
Cause I let the streets shape me
My heat ain't on safety
The crime ain't worth the time
But it won't wake me
I hope it don't take a headshot to awake me
Like young Sharky and Napie pushing coke on the daily
I'll let you have a chance
If you think you can scrape me
You'll be highly disappointed
When them straps get pointed
I'm from the mob
All you fuck boys think you can join it
You better duck boy
My fucking background is enormous
Can move pounds and I rap
My sound is enormous
We mob figures clown
We down all informants
The mob, the mob, the god damn mob
If they ain't tell me to do it
Then it's not my job

Woke up this morning with a hangover
Cook breakfast, same stove I cook 'caine over
I'll be after that shit you choose brain over
I'll pull them things on you
Take everything from you
My nigga never snitched
Just took a crazy number
That used to do with them niggas that ain't saying nothing
My nigga say things
We just say it's nothing
Made so much paper
We stayed away from nothing
You'll go away for a while
But come home to something
From crack to rap
My nigga D-Loc popped a thizzle
And he never came back
To his right mind
Break the seal, remember this slime
Adrenaline simmering
Smoke weed to keep me calm
I'm with them niggas that won't leave the heat behind