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The Streets Talkin'
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Ongoing, First published Sep 14, 2019
What it's like for a nigga like me.
Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep.

But this is now, nigga!

Ones for the money, two for the bitches
Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it.

Four's for the jealous nigga mad because he finished.

Turn that motherfucker to a critic
Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg.

I was hangin' on them corners late
Pockets wasn't straight, 
Bitch I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg.

Know what I'm sayin'?
Nigga prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a nigga.

I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger
But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest.

To all my niggas I would die for
Load my pistol up, go out and war for.

To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets
Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak.

To all my niggas first time steppin' in the pen, Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in.

To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today, Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray

Just wanna say. Blessed.
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