Street Dreams - mgk

On a east side night

Under that street light

On the corner of don't think twice

I find my mind where it shouldn't be

Crack Rock in that pad lock

With a stash spot in my ragtop

Street dreams down the block from my dads spot

Bad cops on my payroll

At a buck a pop like Faygo

Add 50 Cent for like 3 keys

Open up the doors for that Yayo

White nights cause I make snow

Bright lights then I lay low

Fight nights I'm like Mike Tyson

K/o for that peso

That's the life that we chose

Talking bout

Money cars and these clothes

F**kin with

Twenty broads that's exposed

And we in the

Strip clubs till they close

These are the chronicles of a hood muthaf**ka

Doin what he gotta do to get paid

Chronic smoke In every follicle of my shades

Writing my obituary diggin my grave

Cause all they say is jail or death

And I figure there ain't nothin left

That I ain't did and since I'm knee deep in my sh*t

Don't hold my breath

Oh sh*t

Guess it's back to that broke sh*t

Roach clip in my ashtray

2Pac on my posters

Dreams of living like Sosa

But I'm wakin up on this sofa

Said I'm wakin up on this sofa

I ain't waiting round here no longer

Get it how you live it b**ch we livin dirty

Most of us that's livin now ain't livin thirty

Get it how you live it b**ch we livin dirty

Cock that 38 put on my mask and it gets blurry

I don't think you heard me

What I need a shirt for

When you beast sh*t and you go hard till that

Tours gone and you back onto that street sh*t

What I need this shirt for

When these tattoos that I bleed with say

Everything about my story come read this

What I need a shirt for Huh

What I need a shirt for Huh

What I need a shirt for

What I need a shirt for

When I go hard

So hard to get everything that I worked for

At the top is no friends dawg

At the bottom ain't sh*t dawg

Middle man'n ain't it dawg

Plotting drinkin this Hen dog

And I said lord my savior

Have I not protected my neighbor

Have I not neglected these haters

Have I not kept you in my prayers

So when my life keeps going downhill am

I wrong for looking upstairs

Am I wrong for feeling you hate me am

I wrong for thinking you'd care

Am I wrong for keepin this w**d lit and

These smoke clouds In this air

But I can't sleep without my mind gone

Cause of sh*t I witnessed last year

That boy that left out was just family

I ain't see the sh*t comin

We was supposed to be at these Grammy's

We was supposed to be stuntin

Sh*t we was supposed to somethin

F**k that we was supposed to be brothers

Helped you out when you were struggling

I don't owe you nothing muthaf**ka

What I need a shirt for

When you beast sh*t and you go hard till that

Tours gone and you back onto that street sh*t

What I need this shirt for

When these tattoos that I bleed with say

Everything about my story come read this

What I need a shirt for Huh

What I need a shirt for Huh

What I need a shirt for

What I need a shirt for

When I go hard

So hard to get everything that I worked for