Music for the steetz Lyrics

Limit, limit

Ooh, we bringing music to the streets

Putting in time, no time for rest, all the time on the time sheet

Putting everything off the side, letting our minds be

It's definitely expired

Ooh, we bringing music to the streets

Putting in time, no time for rest, all the time on the time sheet

Putting everything off the side, letting our minds be

It's definitely expired

We make this music for the heinous, AZ fine

It's all about them fop, those low-riding brothers

Wacky, we don't ride it from the south side to the north side

Whether baseline, stuntin', or bell-rowed

Sis, them bumpin', you know the name is Mr. P

No one

We make this music for the streets, for them players getting sleep

For them hustlers getting cheap, all them people getting drink

All them niggas have their head banging to this beat

It comes from deep within, all about my heart and soul

Fuck the cash and all that flow

I sell my art for no dough

Cash me riding Range Rover bumping up them

Fuck my own work hard to get this flow

I'm going up on it and I'm knowing

Haters hate, and people love me

I put on this earth, just to tell my story

A hundred years from now, my message is

Ooh, we bringing music to the streets

Putting in time, no time for rest, all the time on the time sheet

Putting everything else aside, letting our minds be

It's that Phoenix Fire

Ooh, we bringing music to the streets

Putting in time, no time for rest, all the time on the time sheet

Putting everything else aside, letting our minds be

It's that Phoenix Fire

Uh oh, oh no, here we go

I'm about to let go, pen and pad are mental on an instrumental

My mind bleeds, my credentials speaking only what's been seen

All done, of course, more unbelief to come

Though I'm living ready to see death and be young for paradise

That's when life begun, trying to do right

Cause I know at times I do wrong

Good intentions mixed with bad decisions

Never listened but kept thought of opinions

Never did figure a career out in my vision

Not being able to speak fully, always had a limit

Now nothing but time to write between a bar to surgery

On myself, open hearted, demons opposing

Fuck it, bring an army

Angels standing guard, ready to guard me

This music my escape, and my ink on this paper is how I arm thee

Ooh, we bringing music to the streets

Putting in time, no time for rest, overtime all the time, see

Putting everything else aside, letting our minds be

It's that Phoenix Fire

Ooh, we bringing music to the streets

Putting in time, no time for rest, overtime all the time, see

Putting everything else aside, letting our minds be

It's that Phoenix Fire

Phoenix Fire