Boosie BadAzz - What I Learned from the Streets lyrics

Ok this what I learned from the streets Handle your beef Your playing with keys Sleep with your heat You're a role model if partner gotta be me All hoes ain't sweet, they messing Everything happens for a reason but they all lessons If u stressed then pick your head up, n***a Get your bread up, n***a If your scared, scared n***as get they head bust I make you catch a heart attack, in starter hats Just left downtown I got my 40 back A situation started, n***a I'm never smiling Beast mode until they take me, got that from mobbing Any n***a who watch you up and down want something you got Why my enemies iffing me got that from pop If I flop then it's back to selling blocks Back to telling n***as they can't hustle in my spot, off the top My daddy raised me to hate a cop So all my motherf**in life, I hated cops Cam rich told me n***as change when u give them blocks n***a told me when I ride better keep it co*ked [Hook:] This what I learned from the streets Keep it real lil n***a Keep your steel lil n***a f** these hoes lil n***a Forgot your roles lil n***a This what I learned from the streets Watch your back lil n***a Keep it strapped lil n***a You lil axe lil n***a A real gutter n***a and your nuts a lil bigga [Verse 2: Lil Boosie] People rose around me Money is money so concentrate when you count it Every n***a who bounce ain't no gangsta a** n***a And I learned that from richas Spoil all the dopefiends I learned that from pitchas Fred city show me how to roll that k**a Big loton show me how to come with rhythm Ever since then I've been the sickest in the system Dunking down on jacobs took me on my first mission I jumped out bustin f** it you ain't saying nuthin Ivy showed me how to cook it up and get it hard Put me on this j**elry sh** I miss my boy Look, no matter how good you treat em That dope will make em do evil learn that from that clown jeefers These n***a turning on they own people These n***as devils out here [Hook] [Verse 3: Shell] The streets told me boy gutter keep that thang on ya And f** your friends cause most n***as still change on ya These streets cold so u gotta keep that heater close Might be your boy that's tryin burn u, dog u never know Man look these hoes ain't no better they be vultures too I crossed one of those n***as and I ain't crossing you Just keep it G and have some game like the bosses do Know you the sh** but homie keep em flies off of you Keep your mouth all open shut when people talk to you U don't know sh** no matter how much time they offer you Don't stop until you got enough to a vault or 2 And know one thing there's a slight chance you'll take a loss or 2 Keep your eyes open and you'll get all the way to the streets It's money over everything till you rest in peace Keep your eyes open and you'll get all the way to the streets It's money over everything till you rest in peace [Hook]