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In the midst of the turmoil
In the midst of the madness
It was saidâ¦
That the streets needed a resurrection
The streets needed a new beginning
Soduce to youâ¦
The savior
DJ Scream in the streets (Baby Jesus!)
Started out with peanuts, young street dreamer
Feeling like Ace Briggy when he first quit the cleaners
Almost shot the world, Mohamed Ali
Iâm back stabbingâ¦
Started out with peanuts, young street dreamer
Feeling like Ace Briggy when he first quit the cleaners
Almost shot the world, Mohamed Ali
Iâm back stabbing ass, caring ass niggas tryna team up
Back watching my nigga because Iâm watching for niggas
Who wanna stop me my nigga but trust me Iâmma get richer
By any means, like macking with that thing in that picture
Man ringing like a iPhone, niggas wanna leave me cos
We been getting money, trouble turn and come your way
If you play, raise my gun like my son in yo face
I bust it like a nut, made me cum on yo face
I go off like a bomb, think Saddam in this place
A lot of niggas in the way, still in a turtle race
But you know it ainât no fun when the rabbit got the cake
I go hard like a palet in yo place
And I ainât spraying like Proactive in yo face, you niggas at me to the streets
I canât believe niggas, believe niggas
But you could check my background
Yea, I was gone for a minute but Iâm back now
And you lil niggas, summerâs over, fallback now
I done fell down a couple times, fallback now
Hoes ainât used to answer for me, now they call back now
I ainât used to be shit, they think Iâm all that now
Niggas halling this shit back to me, all on call⦠worse
Yea, and these is words of a real nigga
No matter where, hey you a Dolce got a deal with it
And how I feel is how I feel, thereâs no feel niggas
Cos fake niggas paralyzed, real niggas
Back when I was little loved to idolize real niggas
And see how much it says really do kill niggas
They ainât gon feel you til they kill you
Iâm trapafied, dead or alive â one of the realest
Just the ordinary life of a G
I canât believe these niggas want stripes off of me
Niggas I grew up with, I canât even fuck with
They canât look you in the eyes, then that nigga suspect
Thatâs the reason I canât trust shit
But my vision call up for this trunk fit
I can see the future
I can see the winners and the loser
Copping Versace, I feel like medusa
Snakes around my head, snakes around my bed
Snakes all in the yard, gotta cut the grass
Niggas I give my last, they donât even wanna see me last
Take the good with the bad but damn this shit bad
Get money, donât get mad
I said get money, donât get married
Only wife of mine just this life of crime
When I started fronting with Duck I almost got fired
I remember hearing shots fired in the hospital
God said he thrown apart, canât recognize
Iâm up nine, mane back in town
Itâs trap life til my casket down
This my city, you can ask around
And if Iâm lying in that case a fish can grow
My god, we ainât no motherfuckincuit town
Yall can keep all that bullshit, just donât forget the crown
King shit
DJ Scream, nigga
Baby Jesus for the streets