Hey, let me show you the streetlife. Hey, let me show you the finks, the punks, the judge, the junkie. Stay close to me for a while, for a while, for a while. Say boy, you got to get street wise
I still hang around neither lost nor found. Hear the lonely sound of music in the night. Nights are always bright. That's all that's left for me, yeah. I play the streetlife. Because there's no
throwed) so throwed (so throwed) Ooh, the hood ain't ready. It's the mentality of hate Coming from the streetlife we know, exciting. Know we like to go to school for education. But the streetlife we
throwed) so throwed (so throwed) Ooh, the hood ain't ready. It's the mentality of hate Coming from the streetlife we know, exciting. Know we like to go to school for education. But the streetlife we
throwed) so throwed (so throwed) Ooh, the hood ain't ready. It's the mentality of hate Coming from the streetlife we know, exciting. Know we like to go to school for education. But the streetlife we
streets were my home. Slanging hard, banging hard, got me known. But the reason to live I've been shown you new reason. I gotta be around to see my baby boy grow Streetlife no more, I'm throwing in the
Chorus Lloyd. Ain't nothin' but the streetlife. That's money cars and hoes. It's the only life I chose. Streetlife, nothin' but the streetlife. They love they way I shine. This world is mine