Street Life (Feat. Pusha T)

Ooh, there go my baby daddy Pullin' up like Hey girl, leggo Ooh, see I ain't pushin' that Caddy We never leavin' this place Mmm, it's all go it's all go It's so throwed So throwed So throwed so throwed Ooh, the hood ain't ready It's the mentality of hate Chorus Coming from the street life we know, it's letting go We like to go to school for education But the street life we know don't write no notes It's like parole with the time we're facin' Bridge Ooh, ain't nobody gon' help Ooh, tryna survive themselves Ooh, these are cards we are dealt The name of the game is money Hook The newspaper call it street life The recession eatin' me alive Tryna get where the breeze is nice So I can breathe Everybody round me tryna get to the money Including me Verse 2 Ooh, my best friend named Abby Be up in and leave like waiter, XO Ooh, and she be rolling that fatty And puffing long as it takes Yeah, 'cause life is so cold so cold So cold so cold And he's foes go You're the truth is her mind ain't ready For what she got the next day Chorus Coming from the street life we know, it's letting go We like to go to school for education But the street life we know don't write no notes It's like parole with the time we're facin' Bridge Ooh, ain't nobody gon' help Ooh, tryna survive themselves Ooh, these are cards we are dealt Momma didn't raise no dummy Hook Headline read street life The recession eatin' me alive Tryna get where the breeze is nice So I can breathe Everybody 'round me tryna get to the money Verse: Pusha T We just tryin' to get to the money This for my niggas with them full baby mamas Ceiling full of comma's Saving your receipts 'cause she never keep a promise This presidential Rollie don't make me Obama So don't judge me by my jewelry, please, your honor The persona of this dope dealing summertime Top dropper wintertime Fool ain't fox rocker Wooh What it be like It's just king pushing Kelly roll, giving you the street life Brap Chorus Coming from the street life we know, it's letting go We like to go to school for education But the street life we know don't write no notes It's like parole with the time we're facin' Bridge Ooh, ain't nobody gon' help Ooh, tryna survive themselves Ooh, these are cards we are dealt Ain't shit from him hunny Chorus Tell a bum about the street life The recession eatin' me alive Tryna get where the breeze is nice So I can breathe Everybody 'round me tryna get to the money Including me Yeah, yeah, yeah Woo