This is street music
Produce it till we eat music
Make you bob your head like a bunch of freaks to it
Meet you at the top
You know I'm gonna see to it
I keep it real it's the only way that we do it
Street music produce it till we eat music
Make you bob your head like a bunch of freaks to it
Meet you at the top
You know I'm gonna see to it
I keep it real it's the only way that we do it
I depend on the flow I unload like automatics
If I see you in the streets coming for dough
You know my status can't make this ** up
I never give up I fight for my life in every bump
Damn I'm in love I reach for the top
It's never enough roll around the city
'Cause my clique's been blowing up yo
Thomas keeps on winning
You don't know me boy what's up
I've been standing in the streets with one hand up on my nuts
Me and my p's rolling the streets strapped like all the **
This one's for the hustlers throw your money up
I've been stacking it on the table
Paying the way for no one but us
Cabanics in the club so fill your glasses up
And cheers to the ones that couldn't be here
If you love another one up
You wanna come and see me
You can find me in the cut
Pushing the whip surrounded by soldiers as I'm throwing g up
Popping screaming out the window that I just don't give a **
This is for the street music let me turn it up
This is street music
Produce it till we eat music
Make you bob your head like a bunch of freaks to it
Meet you at the top
You know I'm gonna see to it
I keep it real it's the only way that we do it
Street music produce it till we eat music
Make you bob your head like a bunch of freaks to it
Meet you at the top
You know I'm gonna see to it
I keep it real it's the only way that we do it
Street music hands up move your feet music
Got c cat curly rider with the queen music
Stand by sharkers stepping in move back boom bap
Face makes the block got whoa yeah
Shuckers in the booth killing mics on a new track
Pretty ** keeping it gangster wondering how I do that
Oh yeah I'm the newest in the crew yeah
With the nice kicks sexy hips hallelujah
I'm feeling about queen of the south the half was in the house
I'm from the ghetto streets so keep my name up out your mouth
I got a couple tricks up my sleeve coming out
So you'll never fully know what I'm about
So get off of my way as I'm rolling up the block
I said salute soldier cause you know I'm spitting hot
I got you with my crosses and I never miss a shot
This is street music and I'm never gonna stop
This is street music
Produce it till we eat music
Make you bob your head like a bunch of freaks to it
Meet you at the top
You know I'm gonna see to it
I keep it real it's the only way that we do it
Street music produce it till we eat music
Make you bob your head like a bunch of freaks to it
Meet you at the top
You know I'm gonna see to it
I keep it real it's the only way that we do it
You know my education came from the hard knock academy
I do it for the bleachers I do it for the balconies
They tap into my veins they try to get it out of me
You know I spit it ** hitting every single ounce of me
Spent with me and ride buckle up and feel the vibe
I'm spitting venomous sentences every time you get inside
Representing g pride throw your hands up high
Cabanic elements sending the presidents put them in the sky
This is street music
Produce it till we eat music
Make you bob your head like a bunch of freaks to it
Meet you at the top
You know I'm gonna see to it
I keep it real it's the only way that we do it
Street music produce it till we eat music
Make you bob your head like a bunch of freaks to it
Meet you at the top
You know I'm gonna see to it
I keep it real it's the only way that we do it
I keep it real real real real real