Glenn D. Beamon Jr. - Street Smarts lyrics

Tribe... I can build it, with my n***as {​Deem [Verse 1]}​ Vinnie vidi vici, I'm just wiki leaking all over your speaker cause I know you need it Penny pinching keep a couple hundred beat the precincts in your pocket if they f**ing with you for some petty reason Keep skating on em like Lupe the homie, I know all my rights, I'm never going Whats's a hundred to a hustler anyway, I see this sh** from to many angles to get caught in corners Your sh** ain't adding up right because you cutting corners Dirty money ain't easy money just ask a lawyer Are built for the nights you don't wanna have, or just in it for what you thought you could grab Easy money my a** my mind is the prize All this sh** I done seen and done done got me all this pride All this sh** I done seen and done done and still level headed All this sh** I done seen and done done and I survived All the n***as I seen get shot mean f** a bezel Do this sh** by my lonesome without the strength of the squad I'm the n***a that hop in the V next thing you know he got 19, nobody thought enough to guard That's ok I'm getting closer to god, I'm just leveling up like a Mario {​mu}​shroom Break down walls pop a mario star, I'm controlling the game all in this Mario cart (SKKKRRR) [HOOK] Come get me law what the f** you think you gon do You gon ask me some questions, I just won't tell the truth You gon ask me again, I'm gon tell you the same Then I'ma skip out of that b**h missing a couple bucks up out of my bank it's all good I can build I can build I can cop, I can scale, I can seal It If he ain't got the money up front I can front I can bill em, I can build it With my n***as With my n***as!! I know yo hear all of my n***as like!!!... {​Chris Crack[VERSE2]}​ My n***as... I hope you hear all of my n***as They crying for help and I feel em, wish I could help em We jail and k**ing each other , steal from each other No wonder they hate us, ain't no faking In this life man you gotta be street smart You ain't even gotta travel through the deep part, get poked downtown by a retard Pete Moss, man my whole city on a seesaw, and the gra** say keep off But I'ma keep it trill we can build it Trying to get millions of this fake money, nobody finna take from, pray for me Naw, Pray for these week n***as, who ain't educated I'm just meditating , trying to make a better way, better days Flip work while I listen to the Etta James And we gotta make our own jobs better pay, never slave Book smart only get you so far, can't feel sorry for the ones with the slow start, hold up this the dope part [HOOK] Come get me law what the f** you think you gon do You gon ask me some questions, I just won't tell the truth You gon ask me again, I'm gon tell you the same Then I'ma skip out of that b**h missing a couple bucks up out of my bank it's all good I can build it I can build it I can cop, I can scale, I can seal It If he ain't got the money up front I can front I can bill em, I can build it With my n***as With my n***as!! I know yo hear all of my n***as like!!!!...