[Intro] (Look out, Veno) (Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients) Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1] Nigga, I'm undefeated, streets ain't beat me, the police neither I ain't got no sympathy for nobody ignorin' what I'm teachin' I ain't no motherfuckin' preacher, I'm more comfortable with demons I spent whole weeks in the beater, stinkin' out here, I ain't leavin' Call my baby like, "I need you, bag a ball up, all them pieces" Lethal injection by the needle, I ain't force nothin' on my pеople And they ain't force it on mе neither, we both addicts, so we equals And so I feel 'em, addicted to some shit that might just kill 'em Fuck permission or forgiveness, this my hand, I ain't the dealer Tryna teach my lil' one focus 'cause it's easy to forget the mission And the difference is in love and loyalty ain't commitment And to give it if you gettin' it 'cause it's rare when you start winnin'
[Chorus] When you a real street nigga (Real street nigga), barely smile in pictures (Barley smile in pictures) Dog life livin' (Yeah), goin' all out to get it (Goin' all out to get it) You a shootin' star wisher (You a shootin' star), all night spinner (All night spinner) On permission, sittin' in the trenches (Yeah, yeah), tryna get richer Yeah, yeah, you in the trenches tryna get richer, uh Foreign car whipper, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh Shootin' star wisher, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh All night sittin' in the trenches, tryna get richer, yeah
[Verse 2] It's overstood not to sleep 'til it's good, even then, it ain't great as it should You helped me shake off these drugs My nigga, it was what it was, but I'm done ventin', finish, the streets ain't got no love High solo in my truck, tryna pass Red the blunt Watch him walk up on me starin', slowly reach for my gun Too big to go like Pun I'ma land one in the lung or on a neck or a tongue Just 'cause I can't lose, gotta keep em' clean, go to school in my play shoes "You welcome's" but no "Thank you's" Got me thinkin' like, "Thank who?" Most that shit was fake, but I do thank God for his grace And makin' me starve, so I ate by the time they overfilled my plate Even Pluto said I'm great, he wanna help me change my fate Took a monster out on tour just for the world to know my face Fifty-six nights straight, I go in beast mode for that pape' This a reservation for rank, it's a marathon and a race Only real niggas relate and you ain't one if you can't, mm, mm
[Bridge] Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus] Yeah, when you a real street nigga (Real street nigga), barely smile in pictures (Barley smile in pictures) Dog life livin' (Yeah), goin' all out to get it (Goin' all out to get it) You a shootin' star wisher (You a shootin' star), all night spinner (All night spinner) On permission, sittin' in the trenches (Yeah, yeah), tryna get richer Yeah, yeah, you in the trenches tryna get richer, uh Foreign car whipper, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh Shootin' star wisher, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh All night sittin' in the trenches, tryna get richer, yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
