[Intro : kevin lucciano]
It's street life
We got a lot of op's in the streets today
I ain't gotta say my name but all I want to say is we ready to k**
[Verse 1 : kevin lucciano]
I told my young n***as that this sh** is k** season
I gave my young n***as poles, now they call it drill season
I guess I'm stuck in the past with my old f**ing cash
I got straps on deck, no f*ggot
I heard these n***as out to get me
They can't k** me, i got two tecs on me
I made smart investments I own a couple stocks
Put s**as in the ground I put they b**hes on top
The money on top I check this sh** like the bandman
You see me in the streets before rap, I'm the bandman
Like Young flacko, I got lookout's and runner's
I'm the buyer and supplier, I love to play, with the fire
Still wacking n***as like i been doing, ain't nothing but gun shoo-shooing
Tryna' make money move, n***as playing petty games
Stuck in the 5th grade, I'm way past these n***as
I'm so raw I slow it down to gas on n***as
[Outro : kevin lucciano]
You salty, you salty today
Like I said man we tryna' to set the score even
We tryna' lock down da streets
Some of these rules ain't fair
So like I said f** the rules
Every time i'm in da streets
I be doing my own motherf**ing thing making my f**in own rules
This street Life, oh yeah street Life (folks)
Oh yeah we gangsta's for life
Like I said man, we can do anything any-f**ing day
Anytime, Expose the mixtape we rocking
R.i.p tony, staylow gang sh**!