Kelly Rowland - Street Life lyrics

Fittin' to pop off, Uh, leg on my baby daddy Pullin' up like hey girl let go Uh, see I ain't pushin that Caddy We never leavin' this place Um, it's so throwed (so throwed) So throwed (so throwed) so throwed (so throwed) Ooh, the hood ain't ready It's the mentality of hate Coming from the street life we know, exciting Know we like to go to school for education But the street life we know don't write no notes It's like parole with the time we're facing Ooh ain't nobody gon' help Ooh tryin' survive and sell Ooh these a ? The point of the game as money The newspaper calls it streetlife The recession in real life Tryna get where the breeze is nice So I can breathe Everybody round me tryna get to the money Including me Ooh, my best friend named Abby We up and live like, waiter XO Ooh, and she be rollin' that fatty And puffin as long as it takes Yet 'cause life is so cold (so cold) So cold (so cold) and it's throwed But the, truth and some man ain't ready But what she got the next day Coming from the street life we know, exciting no We like to go to school for education But the street life we know don't write no notes It's like parole with the time we're facing Ooh ain't nobody gon' help Ooh tryin' survive and sell Ooh these a ? Mama didn't raise no dummy ? This streetlife The recession in real life Tryna get where the breeze is nice So I can breathe Everybody round me tryna get to the money We just tryna get to the money This for my n***as with them full baby mamas Ceiling full of commas Saving your receipts because she never keep a promise This presidential Rollie don't make me Obama So don't judge me by my j**elry please your honor The persona of this dope dealin' summertime Top dropper wintertime, fool ain't fox rocker Wooh! What it be like? It's just king pushin Kelly roll, Giving you the street life, brap! Coming from the street life we know, exciting no We like to go to school for education But the street life we know don't write no notes It's like parole with the time we're facing Ooh ain't nobody gon' help Ooh tryin' survive and sell Ooh these a ? Now ain't sh** from here funny Tell em all about this streetlife The recession in real life Tryna get where the breeze is nice So I can breathe Everybody around me tryna get to the money Including me Yea yea yea