wife beater on, bushes below, a new pair of sneakers Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk Pimp strut and how to sky
a white beach in some white sand Layin' in a white bucket, million white snowman White sky, white clouds, you say it's a white day White sky, white clouds
haters Seen bricks stacked tall as sky scrapers Goddamn dats high Done everything I said so I am that fly Every dude was a troop tell me who came realer The word on the street
long for freedom, for freedom You're free but in your mind, your freedom's in a bind Oh make it rain, ain't a thang and the sky to fall (The silver
Oslo in the summertime nobody can fall asleep I?m staring out the window from my bed At 4 a.m. the sun is up look the sky is peppered with sea birds
for the health, chopper in the trunk, 45 for the belt, bunch of wax dummies all you guys gonna melt, live for your kids, die for yourself, bottles in the sky
If you see me on the street Looking like I ain't slept in a week Hey, don't worry, baby Find me closin' down the bar Catch me crawlin' to my car Hey,
I lived was just to reckless Too many bad marks on God's checklist And many many brothers will go out Just tryin' to get that hardcore street clout But a street
scope, double ya dope Feel my back lash, body cash your whole fam and media Greedy shit, tag ya out the rag Jag, speedy shit Look in the sky, the four
the raw game, boy believe it I've succeeded, in turning dirty dough legal Bounced to the Bentley from the prime-it-up Regal Like Biggie says, It's unbelieveable My street
is dedicated to my man Tupac Shakur, rest in peace Notorious B.I.G., rest in peace And all my other homies that have died In the madness called street
sky, high and low Still can't find my baby.. Where could he (where could he be at?) Where, could he be? (where could he be?) Let me walk the streets
To what I utter Get box-cuttered Count how many bad honeys I slutted It's a high number Name a nigga under The same sky That I'm under Who gets money
expecting the light I'm abusing the sunshine so I'm technically blind. Translation cause my life is too sweet, I can always go home and look down my street
to me I recommend you blend in Them niggers front my shoe this is spend them Balls like the ceiling fake, yeah Ferrari 12, ...twisted in the street You
being willied and your creek gonna rise I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise Some how some way, some how some way I'm be a nigga and these streets
my money, Now I need a payday loan, Was born in 82, but ride on 84's, Cause I'm making loot, you n-ggas making bones, The sky is the limit, I'm high
? I don't know why you gotta keep comin' around Creepin' up my street Oh boy, you can't bother me Now I'm flat on the floor with my head down low Where the sky