Street Blues

It′s a dope, but gospel
You know, I preach to the street
Verse

Ay! straight to bottom of my knees
I'm on the ground when I pray
Straight to bottom of the pot
I′m in here scrambling yay
And my bitch right here in the background
She rambling ay!
Shut the fuck up bitch
I'm out here tryna find us a way
I just sold three bags
I'm trying to buy a G-Wag
Count paper on the floor
I need some fucking knee pads
I just sold two bricks
I′m trying to buy a new wrist
I touch another hundred thousand
I′ma buy a new bitch
Chorus

Ay! I got the street nigga blues
Chop house, cow monitor them street nigga views
I got a Glock, I got a scale that's what a street nigga use
I got design on my feet, these some street nigga huh
Verse

Ay! fuck what I got on my toes
I did 30 bands a week
That′s what I got on the roll
I did 30 bands a week
That's what I got off them bowls
I ain′t rapping no present
That's what I got off them loads
Ay! You know I preach to the street
Rhyme with some pinceline
I got a leak on the seat
For them niggas selling sex
You know I speak for the weak
Grab the bowl
Grab the spoon
Nigga beat and repeat
Chorus

Ay! I got the street nigga blues
Chop house, cow monitor them street nigga views
I got a Glock, I got a scale that′s what a street nigga use
I got design on my feet, these some street nigga huh
Verse

Ay! Fuck what I got on my socks
I put a couple bands on top
That's what I got off them blocks
I remember selling sex
All I got off them rocks
Was a couple dollars
Now drop a block on a clock
Ay! I used to drop grams on a scale
Now I'm flying across the country
And I′m handling bail
I just shipped a couple bags
You know I′m handling mail
A couple got caught
I know how to handle a L
Outro

Ay! I got the street nigga blues
Chop house, cow monitor them street nigga views
I got a Glock, I got a scale that's what a street nigga use
I got design on my feet, these some street nigga huh