Chris Ward - Street Life lyrics

(*talking*) Street life, street life This is my street life, come on Don, C. Weezy This is my street life, what street life [Lil' Keke] I don't wanna end up in jail, I don't wanna end up in the Penn So I take my time and try to win, get my cash then lay low again The streets is blazing, talking hot as can be Gotta be strong for the family, I'm the bark of the tree Never lose my head, cause I'm quite successful Been blessed by the man, and it's much respect due Boys catching cases, cause the hood is flamed up The streets I came up, I gave the game up 20 years, for making less than a thee I'ma stay up on the mic, where I'm 'pose to be [Hook] Street life, don't know where I'm bout to be Caught up in the street life, there's so much I've got to see This is our street life, so I'm struggling holding on Caught up in the street life, got to be in it till I'm gone [Chris Ward] Out chea' in the street life, I'm one of the hungriest mayn That's why when I rap, you can hear my most hungriest pain Sometimes there's sunshine, sometimes it thunders and rain Sometimes I feel I'm caught, between the sunshine thunder and rain Wondering can, I get up off this one way road Cause I been on the same path, since I was one day old Not knowing where I'm headed, I just know where I'm coming from Trying to hustle some extras, here and now living life troublesome Born with a curse, nine months before my mama's water burst But I'ma grind for the better or worse, till they put me in a hearse I know that it hurts, but you gotta keep first things first After God, feed your lead to eat and quench your thirst And just cause you struggle, don't let it put a strain on your mind Or be the reason your momentum shift, and changes around Cause it's easy to end up in jail, but it's harder to stay free I'm just trying to survive, stay alive and stay me in this street life [Hook] [Lil' Keke] For the streets shed a tear, each and every year The laws they make it clear, that they running this here But the ghetto is hurting, and I ain't lying My n***a D touched down, he did a dime So be careful what you step, with the do's you close Cause the FED's be tripping, giving out football sco's Done seen everything, probably looked at it twice So don't gamble with your life, cause the streets ain't dice Plus the streets ain't nice, and my nights are cold Get your money then shine, I was constantly told And I'm thankful to the Lord, cause I gotta survive Watch your back on the blocks, they'll eat you alive [Hook] (*talking*) Till we gon baby, C. Ward Don Ke, products of the hood You know it's not built, for us to last around here But we survivors though, street life