Cold Streets Interlude Lyrics

I gotta lot to prove, too many styles u pick or choose

This life is a gamble u win or loose

These kids all cruise till they get blown away

These youngins thinking they fly till they get flown away

I keep an eagle eye for the evil eyes

I listen u liars i'm laughing at ur evil lies

Ma passion for music, ma actions all prove it

I get into it, u just talk it I actually do it

And I told that nigga pacino

When it comes to the paper i'm on that ocean thirteen, playing Pacino

So anybody think am lazy, u crazy, I grind hard till am pushing daises

I get the work done fuck u pay me

Wake up ready for paper buckle ma shoes

Don't get confuse, we'll have them suckers run out they shoes

Watch Camacho get drunk of the booze ready to flip on yall

Am eating good so I be shitting on yall cold streets

No jobs we turn into cold thieves

Minus ma weapon, learn early to tote the heat

The road icy a hella niggaz is slippin

Tell u they love u then show u something so different

Phonies I hate those, got homies that stayed close

I came a long way homie respect I payed those

Look at me different ma nigga i'm from the other side

Families got beef cos there's beef wit ma whole motherside

Homie ma young days lonely I had no brother side

I kept it solo I never fucked with them other guys

God is my witness smoke i'ma handle ma business rite

Ma life is fucked up I need no forgiveness

U better leave when am cumin' in eviction notice

Forever I get better, get cheddar cos I stay focus

Don't get better than this, am laughing at u jokers

Niggaz throw shots and they miss, so now they wanna poke us

Watching em talkin' they poppin' off on sum G ish

Me I be sparking and passing blunts when the weed lit

Flow like ocean water, will I have a nigga sea sick

All ma niggaz ready to grip it heavy, no weak shit, cold streets

No jobs we turn into cold thieves

Minus ma weapon, learn early to tote the heat

The road icy a hella niggaz is slippin

Tell u they love u then show u something so different

No jobs we turn into cold thieves

Minus ma weapon, learn early to tote the heat

The road icy a hella niggaz is slippin

Tell u they love u then show u something so different

The road icy a hella niggaz is slippin

Minus ma weapon, learn early to tote the heat

The road icy a hella niggaz is slippin

Tell u they love u then show u something so different