street corner

?don't know why i'm folding

illegal substance controlling

still outdoors rolling

enhance the game

but give me the benz

while i send my word

it's lightly packed giving a fuck

bitch i gots to eat too

while i catch up like heinz

on the hook for my family tree

east to west to south is booted in this red clay

and everyday i get up and work my ass to the bone

so i can pay for me a home

in the ghetto or the woods

to build

i'm packing my steel too

slow rolling

everybody in this clique holding

anything we riding in is stolen

and you can tell when a nigga on round' here

his neck and his wrists be all frozen

you wanna go bust because some fool caught you dozing

out on the ave posing

but you ain't no more good

like a used up trojan

you horsing around

now your spot finna' be closing down

we brang them guns

you tote them roses

indecent exposure

beat you till' you're swollen

now here

put some ice on that

work with

reject heavy crack now pick up pick up pick up

hold up

wait up

gipp swolled in here

my eyes getting little and its hard to steer

reverse safe

can't wait

communicate next tale

kept my money in the floor so i can chalk bail

and anything you got for me

just hold

cause i'll be back one day to get them folds

take a second to regroup

get back in the loop

see the veins never change

only part is in the name

i ain't that old

wanna play me cold

wanna treat me like a?wrangler wanna snatch my gold

see i was raised by a man

so a man you see

came up in the trailors of fulton county

hard top for the winter

soft top for the summer

if we caught roaming the streets

we some runners

from the street corners

well when you looking at me make sure that i'm trapping and slowed down

still suffer from sunrise till' the sun done gone down

before i go any further

fool let me break it on down

get blasting with the best and get brutally blown down

yes sire! collapse and get caught in the crossfire

talking shit at one time

but nowadays your cause higher

from the hatred

hunger

hopelessness

yes i kill

so i guess i'm no better than the rest

but i try to be

somehow these streets feel so fly to me

i'm a get it right lord cee-lo