Bundle up my style is so cold I glow old guys who go bald My flow got no front in the Your got no button it's so old
I don't mean to like a showboat But it's true my no joke I stepped some kinda portal I'm legend and I'm noble
I'm from the most zone, oh No is more shifty global More pistols, Russian We shootin' all that is
But it ain't because we want to We got nowhere we can run to please press the undo They only us the things that guns do
They teach us the ABC's We play on the concrete All we got is life on the All we got is on the streets
They don't teach us the We play on the concrete All we got is on the streets All we got is on the streets
Rock, you my era B-boy seasoning, Grown and sexy, come the extra up linen, fly like Cessna
This type brew, I it birth Now it's time again to it a verse Jamaican born, not a fan of the Boulevard, to Somalia
And it goes in the Playa, that is my The doesn't symbolize I made it on the top Pioneer and they call me Mr. Rock
No B or N word, I don't need those words for hers The game dried up, so we with the grease Leadin' ya right and ya right, so peace
They don't teach us the We play on the concrete All we got is on the streets All we got is on the streets
They don't teach us the We on the hard concrete All we got is on the streets All we got is life on the
Superman is by the locals As this who's so fly it's global Attitude that came outta but I make it hopeful
You but my real is tenfold My real will make a rental Gangsta if at ease, Fight with guns or
So bold, nothing's Breakfast was not And lunch could not all We still competent souls
These streets paved with no gold Matter fact stole the light bulb Nobody fat enough for They don't teach us to and write, so
They don't teach us the We on the hard concrete All we got is on the streets All we got is life on the
They don't teach us the We on the hard concrete All we got is on the streets All we got is on the streets