[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**!