We just need that outside push man, parole for life man stuff like that man get mufuckas with a second chance yahmean mufuckas caught cases you know when they was kids, yahmean Caught em when they was kids like mufuckas change yah nahmsayin
He say the streets keep calling, police keep coming He ain’t tryna keep runnin’ he a product of the hustle Gotta stand for somethin’, said he ain’t goin’ out with nothin’ baby Streets keep calling, police keep coming He ain’t tryna keep runnin’ he a product of the hustle Gotta stand for somethin’, said he ain’t goin’ out with nothin’ baby He gon get it, he gon hustle ya’ll He gon put his money out and make it double ya’ll Make it triple make it quatro make it cinco Dirty money under mattress when the bank close, stuck in the night life Promise to never let the night life in When he get out they pulled him right back in
Party and hoes out with the homies like the night never end Jail the only time life never end They gave life to my friend Never hold me right back at the F Never hold me on Rikers again Got him strapped down, magazine vest to the chest Try not to give a knife to they chin Sendin’ kites through the mic I don’t write with a pen Prayin’ you don’t never spend another night in the pen I be the bridge to your son keep him tight with his kin Keep your commissary right when it’s in You ain’t gotta ask these bitch ass niggas for nothin’ they gon brush it They might not give back to you they gon discuss it to these hoes and the bros when they try to look big All they do is screamin’ free you whole time through your bid Postin’ pictures on the gram like ‘free my man’ When the last time you niggas went to see my man When the last time you put a check on his line or went around and checked on his mom Ya’ll ain’t real your lying Counted him out when he said his goodbyes He call home and you never push five Shoulda deaded it then, it’s like a real nigga never can win You know the moral of the story baby never depend
He say the streets keep calling, police keep coming He ain’t tryna keep runnin’ he a product of the hustle Gotta stand for somethin’, said he ain’t goin’ out with nothin’ baby Streets keep calling, police keep coming He ain’t tryna keep runnin’ he a product of the hustle Gotta stand for somethin’, said he ain’t goin’ out with nothin’ baby He gon get it, he gon hustle ya’ll He gon put his money out and make it double ya’ll Make it triple make it quatro make it cinco Dirty money under mattress when the bank close, stuck in the night life Promise to never let the night life in When he get out they pulled him right back in Stuck in the night life Promise to never let the night life in When he get out they pulled him right back in
Wipin’ tears from my mother face Her youngest out on another tour, her oldest out on another case Somewhere out in another state Back and forth to court it’s another wait Watchin’ mother break down from what the judges say Don’t trip be cool that’s what my brother say Tryna parole where his baby mother stay I gotta tell my neph daddy gotta stay another day Tryna explain it to my niece in another way Daddy gone, he’ll be home All we gotta do is just pray it don’t be long Walk the track get you wacked my nigga be strong
He say the streets keep calling, police keep coming He ain’t tryna keep runnin’ he a product of the hustle Gotta stand for somethin’, said he ain’t goin’ out with nothin’ baby Streets keep calling, police keep coming He ain’t tryna keep runnin’ he a product of the hustle Gotta stand for somethin’, said he ain’t goin’ out with nothin’ baby He gon get it, he gon hustle ya’ll He gon put his money out and make it double ya’ll Make it triple make it quatro make it cinco Dirty money under mattress when the bank close, stuck in the night life Promise to never let the night life in When he get out they pulled him right back in Promise to never let the night life in When he get out they pulled him right back in
Got a old head that cook it the best We call him OG Heff stay in the hood he’s the chef All the old heads respect him all the young boys love him All the fiends go to him all the hoodrats fuck him Nigga caught up in the hustle He can never get out Might catch a little case and let it sit out Right back to it, once he heard they like that fluid He put some water on the block added some white back to it And he got it for the low added his price back to it Took a loss had to fight back through it Now or never said he liked that music Every youngn OG just caught another case and his son is [?]
He say the streets keep calling, police keep coming He ain’t tryna keep runnin’ he a product of the hustle Gotta stand for somethin’, said he ain’t goin’ out with nothin’ baby Streets keep calling, police keep coming He ain’t tryna keep runnin’ he a product of the hustle Gotta stand for somethin’, said he ain’t goin’ out with nothin’ baby He gon get it, he gon hustle ya’ll He gon put his money out, and make it double ya’ll Make it triple make it quatro make it cinco Dirty money under mattress when the bank close, stuck in the night life Promise to never let the night life in When he get out they pulled him right back in Stuck in the night life Promise to never let the night life in When he get out they pulled him right back in