K.O. - Street Life lyrics

[K-Rino] I was born on the ninth month, ninth day, '7-0 I arrived Down to earth just like my mama but LV gave me my South Park side I real hustler, got game in his blood My mama real too, through them I developed two kinds of love One for that street life but that other for peace But the two can't live together, so inside I'm a beast I'm mystified by the cash flow that I never seen Partners coming up doing dirt while I'm broke living clean Know what I mean? Picture being on the cut walking What I thought was just my conscience on the cool was just the law talking Telling me I need to live my life legitimate I'm in the Mr Fiends with money tryna get a hit I block him out, snatch the paper, pa** the rock and shout "Get off my corner", any shiest manoeuvres, knock him out No more school, I'm dropping out, pockets popping out Everything new, me and the crew, yeah I'm talking about that.. [Hook: K.O.] Street life, hustle for a living Street life, taking never giving All night, tryna ease the pain I'm feeling The world is making it hard on me Tryna find a way to make it better Knowing I- we've been doing this forever So I'm down for whatever The world is making it hard on me [K-Rino] I'm tryna turn a dollar into fifteen G's Got to flip my game 360 degrees Started asking myself questions, tripping, tryna soul search Am I a hypocrite for putting dope money in church? Through the bad I'm tryna do some good This brother told me when you come up, open up a business in the hood Never did, ‘cause I let the streets make me hard My mama threw up her hands and said, “Take me Lord” When she found that sack in my room full of crack She made me raise out the crib and said, “Don't come back” Didn't faze ‘cause I knew that the game pays me Mama brought me in the world but the hood raised me I'm just a teen tryna live good so understand Caught in-between a mind of childhood and being a man I'm losing touch bur never lost the love for the game My partners feel me ‘cause they going through the same in that… [Hook: K.O.] [K-Rino] Picture all them crack pipes with nobody lighting Picture blacks at a club and nobody fighting Picture everybody paid with no bother Picture all babies growing up with a father I had to stay paid so dirt was my alternative Went to the Mosque, they told me that I need to learn to live Positive and never disrespect my own How the Hell we call ourselves grown and still live at home With mama starting drama talking back and throwing a fit You better love her while she here ‘cause when she's gone that's it You're feeling like you wanna change but the chance is slim You got two kids now you're tryna live your life through them Hoping they don't make the same mistake you made and fail It took them years to know it's hard to raise a son in jail Ain't nothing new to K-Rino, man I know all about that We need to unite and do right and raise up out that… [Hook: K.O.]