Street Money

[Chorus: Skatterman]
It's that street money, my kids gotta eat money
We did what we had to do, get up on our feet money
It's that rock, dope deal, kill cheap money
Anything up under the sun,the keep money

[Verse 1: Young Suspence]
It's that 2 8, we out with the swag
Play with my goons, cop niggas get wacked
These nigga's no Suspence, got a V slitting his neck
Switch to dilate the sub, them niggas won't miss
Walking like the scrapper, in the game that's a fact
Masked up, crack a nigga, don't push me
Got the money like Nickalass, money is the key to surviving
I got the power on my back, I put a hit on my [?]
I'm on some mafia shit, putting jerks in they place
In the position of pushing whips, fuck catching a case
Like Skatterman, my Snug will leave you in your place
We some street niggas with street money, it ain't hard to get

[Verse 2: Skatterman]
It's that street money, it got my nigga's head twisted
The other one, he number 1 in the hood living
Cars in the city, hard as fuck
Caught [?]
[?] as evident as a hooker in front of a chearch
What a word, I got to him first
I hate that you called me
But dude, what the fuck you thought, man?
Over in Kansas selling soft to the hard man
You niggas Crip through the gang of Bloods
Gone now, we out here blasting, they hating on us
But they week money, want some work, they get it cheap from me
Ratting on my homie, I let you down for your street money

[Chorus: Skatterman]
It's that street money, my kids gotta eat money
We did what we had to do, get up on our feet money
It's that rock, dope deal, kill cheap money
Anything up under the sun,the keep money

[Verse 3: Snug Brim]
Got that filthy money, to eat, iGet in the way of my hustle, I heat your dome
I got them hard bodies, packing [?] for the chroam
Reaching for 200 pieces, like 50, it's on
Making power moves to have my money stretch that way
Fuckin with [?], and Cubins and [?]
Set pays, and escolates, [?]
Having the best of days, [?]
30 bitches in the room
[?], hustle, surrounded by the chips
I'm paper cthe [?] that I [?] they flashing
On me, that's cash
Get your frame burnt like ashes

[Chorus: Skatterman]
It's that street money, my kids gotta eat money
We did what we had to do, get up on our feet money
It's that rock, dope deal, kill cheap money
Anything up under the sun,the keep money