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Street Life

Oooh, there go my baby daddy
Pullin up like Edgar, there go
Oooh, see I aint pushing that Caddy
Were never leaving this place
Its so cold, so cold, so cold
Oooh, the hood aint ready
Its time we tell it
They hate

Coming from the
Street life we know
Its letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know
Dont write no notes
Its like parole with the time were facing


Aint nobody gonna help
Tryin to survive and tell
Easy pops the pill
Name of the game is money

The news paper call it street life
The recession in me alive
Trying to get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe

Everybody around me tryin to get to the money
(including me)
Oooh, my best friend aint happy
Were up and leave like waiter, XO
Oooh, is she be rolling that Caddy
And pop the longest takes

Yeah, cause life is so cold
So cold
So cold
So cold
And is tough
But the truth is that mine aint ready
But what se got the next day

Coming from the
Street life we know
Its letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know
Dont write no notes
Its like parole with the time were facing


Aint nobody gonna help
Tryin to survive and tell
Easy poping the pill
Mamma didnt raise no dummy


The news paper call it street life
The recession in me alive
Trying to get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe

Everybody around me tryin to get to the money
(were just trying to get to the money)

This for my niggers with them faux baby mamas
Silly full of dramas
Saving her receipts because she never keep a promise
This presidential Roll-e dont make me Obama
So dont judge me by my jewelry, please, your honor
The persona of this dope dealing summer time
Top dropper winner
Top fooling five rocker
Ooh, what it be like?
Is just king pushing Kelly roll, giving you the street life

Coming from the
Street life we know
Its letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know
Dont write no notes
Its like parole with the time were facing

Aint nobody gonna help
Tryin to survive and tell
Easy pops the pill
Aint you kind of funny?

The news paper call it street life
The recession in me alive
Trying to get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe

Everybody around me tryin to get to the money

Date Added: 2013-06-26
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