RN4L

Yeah man it's Nine man live from the trenches man Happenin' with my boy Durkio man He the soul of the streets man I'm the voice of the streets man I'll be back out there going crazy Bro was there when wasn't nobody there man You know payin' lawyer fees you know sending bread whatever on bro Holding a motherfucker down man doing his thing for me All you fu' ass niggas out there snaked out man on some fake shit man Remember all the real niggas Showed love man stayed down shout out to real niggas man Y'all know I'm on my OTF shit man on go They told me don't die young because I'm talented You really for me you been around and you ain't asked for shit Voice of the streets and if I say it Varney stand on it I speak my soul through my music I'm so passionate And if you thinkin' 'bout taking my chain just know you would die with it When them niggas count your pockets you gotta watch that shit I ain't have a pot to piss in you did You say this brother shit fell off it did Turn up I'm the brains and you the muscle that's Rodney still And niggas really speak they mind off them Perky pills They left me hanging and left me abandoned that shit hurt me still We fell off and it was a shootout and I think they'll murk me still In the studio smoking exotic comin' up with new bars I tried to stop it I tried to stop it that shit too far Been around with my brothers you give me endurance I ride with two Glocks And I'm thinking 'bout getting insurance tryna do me like 2Pac Ooh it hurt my soul Who gon' ride with you 'til the end Then again you gotta watch out for your friends They disrespect me on the 'net don't pay it no 'ttention They told me don't die young because I'm talented You really for me you been around and you ain't asked for shit Voice of the streets and if I say it Varney stand on it I speak my soul through my music I'm so passionate And if you thinkin' 'bout taking my chain just know you would die with it When them niggas count your pockets you gotta watch that shit I ain't have a pot to piss in you did You say this brother shit fell off it did Turn up Gotta be a snake to hang around you snakes Boona gon' be straight you know that's my lil' ace If you play with my name the streets gon' give you a taste Just signed my deal with Bel-Air fuck around and give you a case Niggas low-key Chuck E. Cheese tryna give you a case A lot of pussies in these streets and I'll never embrace You talking like you an OG and you can't get replaced They wanna see your face in the casket I told 'em leave your face And I be thinkin' about my dawg until them Runtz gone Until a nigga shoot that dome it won't be much long It's not a letter to the streets it's just a love song Lost Baby D to these streets can't believe my cuz gone They told me don't die young because I'm talented You really for me you been around and you ain't asked for shit Voice of the streets and if I say it Varney stand on it I speak my soul through my music I'm so passionate And if you thinkin' 'bout taking my chain just know you would die with it When them niggas count your pockets you gotta watch that shit I ain't have a pot to piss in you did You say this brother shit fell off it did Turn up Let's get it DJ on the beat so it's a banger