streets of b.r.
Singer:kevin gates
but i be trapping in and out it
that there ain't no other way
they say they found another body
it's the hardest way of living
and the others go to prison
listen close and pay attention
so i ain't looking for religion
helicopter circling prostitutes i be servin' em
prosecuting attorney want me dead
it ain't like i ever did em shit
but kept my family fed - i bled
i'm working with a set of legs
i try to give you examples
if i don't catch you and kill you
you steal a wallet or a purse
till they burst - it's worse
my partner's sister youngin
i could never know the hurt
it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts
it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts
but i be trapping in and out it
that there ain't no other way
they say they found another body
it's the hardest way of living
and the others go to prison
listen close and pay attention
so i ain't looking for religion
from all of the deal holders
and all of us still tote it
whoa hop out of the truck
tell him i'm on my way 'round
with the black mask and gloves
go rrrr-at backin' 'em up
hell is where ya findin' em
from the television monitor
that touch i'd sing something
passed by rocking that gates
you niggas don't exist in the game
you niggas don't exist in the game
but i be trapping in and out it
that there ain't no other way
they say they found another body
it's the hardest way of living
and the others go to prison
listen close and pay attention
so i ain't looking for religion
to all niggas with braids
when i didn't have a penny
when them other niggas didn't
layin low with intentions
of coming out up out the trenches surrender
nightmares from the night air
stares and a groan slight
glare from the right flare
but i be trapping in and out it
that there ain't no other way
they say they found another body
it's the hardest way of living
and the others go to prison
listen close and pay attention
so i ain't looking for religion