These Streets

[Verse 1: Ruben Slikk]
Smokin', trappin', and burnin till sundown
Woke up early in the morning, I'm loading my gun now
I can surely see the warnings before me to come down
Crackers label me a demon because of compound
It'll never be the same as it was and you know it
Still adapting to the change, being present in the moment
Running laps around these lames knowin' they ain't really on it
A hundred racks, a hundred chains, all from slaying my opponents
Was in denial but I had to face my issues
So depressed, I'm fucking pissed too
In the struggle, ain't no house to bring a bitch to
Way too insecure to kiss you
Know that you deserve the best don't, mean to diss you
Got dookie breath, I smell like shit too
I'm risking my life, know I ain't living right
So I pray every night cause my money is tight
But my family in need so it's well worth the fight
Serving Xannies and lean, 'bout to plan me a heist
Feelin' bound by my deeds so I'm calling to Christ
Praised a lot for these streets and the truth in my life
And I came from the dark but I aim for the light
Gave me the strength to survive in this world
I been slavin' and robbin' and jivin' you girl
Need some time to work on me, can't lie to you, girl

[Chorus: October London]
I was born for these streets
I live and die for these streets
Just for my family to eat
I'm give my life for these streets
I've hustled all my life to the bone
And gave it all to these streets, yeah
Oh, I was born for these streets
I live and die for these streets
Just for my family to eat
I'm give my life for these streets
I've hustled all my life to the bone
And gave it all to these streets, yeah

[Verse 2: Ruben Slikk]
Smoking blacks and eating vinegar and salt chips
Junkies on me, for that horse, it's like a salt lick
I drop a six of purple act up in my malt liq'
You take a sip and don't wake up, it ain't my fault bitch
Won't rape a chick I just say, "Welcome to my cult bitch"
If you ain't know, I have been sexually assaulted
Before I found my swag and from society, revolted
I know the police watching, got they eye on me remotely
I'm focused solving problems to improving change totally
The way a nigga livin' tempted me to be a vulture
I'm carving through the excess drama like a sculpture
Wanna hold my mama down and love my woman like I'm 'posed to
I've been working all week, still ain't made nothin'
When your baby gotta eat, you gotta die by something
Pay respect to the deceased, gotta cry bout somerthin'
Now I'm feeling like a crease, 'bout to fold all the money
Do I wanna live in peace? Thuggin' Friday to Sunday
Every Monday, I be searching for cheese like a mo'fucking mice
[?] church, I'm a vessel for Christ
I'm just living my life
I'm just living my life
I'm just living my life
I'm just living my life

[Chorus: October London]
Oh, I was born for these streets
I live and die for these streets
Just for my family to eat
I'm give my life for these streets
I've hustled all my life to the bone
And gave it all to these streets, yeah
Oh, I was born for these streets
I live and die for these streets
Just for my family to eat
I'm give my life for these streets
I've hustled all my life to the bone
And gave it all to these streets, yeah