Текст песни God Is My Witness - Tez The Don
I
been
running
the
streets
yeah
God
is
my
witness
I
can't
tell
my
mama
the
life
I'm
living
I
can't
tell
my
pops
how
deep
I'm
in
it
Why
they
want
it
with
me
I'm
minding
my
business
I
been
running
these
streets
yeah
God
is
my
witness
Cup
filled
up
with
activist,
won't
say
that
I'm
an
activist
I
just
listen
to
these
beats
and
think
of
my
peeps
that's
why
it's
passionate
I
be
tryna
change
the
streets
whenever
I
speak,
niggas
ain't
having
it
Hate
to
say
that
they
sleep
but
dammit
they
sleep
so
I
can't
nap
for
shit
Up
all
day,
up
all
night
Tryna
make
ways
to
up
our
price
Tryna
make
cake
and
up
our
slice
Tryna
make
plays
to
cut
more
mights
And
add
more
dids
and
add
more
wills
Give
back
to
the
kids
then
add
more
bills
Put
it
in
a
city
that
ain't
so
pretty
so
that
those
kids
will
have
no
fears
I
was
one
of
them
kids
before,
role
models
off
henn
and
dope
I
ain't
think
we
had
any
hope,
opps
thought
we
had
plenty
dough
Outside
playing
curb
ball,
the
streets
talk
and
we
heard
it
all
They
pull
up,
they
bust
shots,
when
they
hit
something
they
scurred
off
That
shit
might
not
concern
y'all
but
how
many
niggas
did
I
learn
fall
Can't
count
on
my
hands
and
feet
just
hope
to
God
that
again
we
meet
Hope
God
got
plans
for
me
cause
I
know
the
opps
got
plans
to
see
R.I.P
captions
cause
a
six
lettered
action
buried
me
in
the
land
six
feet
That's
deep
I
been
running
the
streets
yeah
God
is
my
witness
I
can't
tell
my
mama
the
life
I'm
living
I
can't
tell
my
pops
how
deep
I'm
in
it
Why
they
want
it
with
me
I'm
minding
my
business
I
been
running
these
streets
yeah
God
is
my
witness
Backwood
filled
with
OG,
we
just
lost
another
OG
I
been
keeping
moves
lowkey
cause
niggas
fronting
like
they
know
me
Tryna
say
what
I
ain't
did,
what
I
ain't
doing,
tryna
hoe
me
Crazy
it's
the
niggas
that
I
showed
love
to
and
treated
like
the
homies
Man
fuck
it
had
to
kill
the
old
me
Learned
to
love
being
lonely
Switch
fast
on
these
snake
niggas
that
was
in
my
grass
moving
slowly
Quick
death
for
a
slow
creep
Black
bag
or
a
whole
sheet
I'm
a
hotheaded
warm
hearted
nigga,
no
way
that
I
can
have
cold
feet
When
I'm
on
mine,
on
the
grind,
all
the
damn
time
tryna
get
chips
And
niggas
worried
bout
who
I'm
fuckin,
what
I'm
selling,
how
am
I
a
crip
I
was
born
in
not
sworn
in
yeah
my
whole
family
from
the
shit
And
we
all
still
fucked
up
and
gon
be
forever
cause
they
killed
Nip
Man
that
shit
sick
you
can
be
the
best
nigga
you
can
be
and
still
get
clipped
I
cried
tears
for
a
week,
hardly
got
sleep
tryna
get
a
grip
Thought
of
how
it
could've
been
me
and
who
I
wanna
be
was
always
him
So
if
I'm
to
make
from
these
streets
tell
me
to
the
streets
would
it
make
sense,
damn
I
been
running
the
streets
yeah
God
is
my
witness
I
can't
tell
my
mama
the
life
I'm
living
I
can't
tell
my
pops
how
deep
I'm
in
it
Why
they
want
it
with
me
I'm
minding
my
business
I
been
running
these
streets
yeah
God
is
my
witness
You
see
Tez
Haters
man,
they
be
in
survival
mode
Because,
either
they
light
small,
or
they
light
already
out
So
they,
try
and
shade
yours
and
block
you
from
shining
Dig
this
man
I
had
a
hater
come
up
to
me
and
he
said
How
does
it
feel
to
be
me
You
know
what
I
told
him
Nephew,
I'm
a
one
of
one
We
ain't
the
same
Eddie
Kane
You
can
tell
him
Willie
Mac
said
that
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