Ernest Green - The Streets, The Sound, My Mind lyrics

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Ernest Green - The Streets, The Sound, My Mind lyrics

[Hook] The devil scheming, these red dots beaming Y'all n***as full of sh** and my main goal is not to be eaten [Verse 1] I'm in a dark place trying to distinguish money from love Fur coats, gun shots, and b**hes getting pimped when I look above Trying to get above their expectations, but that dope is good Wondering if i should smoke it and then go home But when I go home I realize that I'm all alone Trapped inside my own mind, visualizing good times Tryna make a dollar outta f**ing 5 dimes Load up the 9 and i bust 5 times Tryna get above a motherf**ing 9 to 5 Tryna see a motherufcking milli before I die Tryna ride on the road of riches in a Bentley before I die f** it, I'm just tryna make it out the slums alive Because the realest n***as aren't the ones who shoot They the ones that survive [Verse 2] The world is cold so I gotta pack some heat On the low selling dope so my team can eat Saw some ops then I shot, now that block is clean You n***as act hard, but you not really what you seem You don't want action like a f**ing movie scene 'Cause you know my n***as will pull up with red beams Empty out the clip then leave the f**ing scene Smoking the dope, sippin' the lean with my whole team Tryna get my mama off the motherf**ing scene Tryna stash blunt,s get caught by dean A pound of weed and some lean, the perfect remedy Remember those nights when we didn't have lights? Had to go family dollar just to buy a click on light Just to read my f**ing Bible and pray to the most high 5 years later who knew I'd be getting high Come from a city where n***as say f** drive by's And run up on you with that 9 and squeeze 5 times And they shoot an extra bullet to make sure yo' a** die And I hit you without you knowing, call that a blind side You n***as can't see the truth, y'all some blind guys Everybody wanna see my demise So until I get to the top I move in disguise