Trek Life - Street Casualty lyrics

(Verse) The news called him another street casualty Diss on a depth on a quest to live lavishly Gang colors and clan hustlers be straight battling Short term success text in the magistry Stay in my ceelo’s the only way to go These blacks was flooded far before the levis broke Generations dodge, you think it’s getting old? Never, it’s all about cheddar, long as they getting dough The grind don’t stop yall, I’m talkin bout black’s the news never show Where fools get a roll Even cops risk they lives if they ever go Just let it be what it is, another n***a gone It’s cold when the only way to make the Sunday paper is obituary columns come Wrong way is the way to handle problems who shot em Words came back, yea man they got him sponsored links Another street casualty, yea (Verse) The world called him another street casualty f** a education, he don’t understand the value, please New whips far too young, watch is shiny He’s beatin up the block in his hood, watch pageantry A little cash make you feel like you won the planet Make the invisible feel invincible What he’s forgetting – them boys with cannons Waiting on a OG to get it goin and you could be gone Google call it the soliloquy of chaos I’m feelin like we so far gone we gonna stay lost Beatin where your agenda won’t stay large Where money gets exchanged even mayors paid off City ordinates mane, I’mma stay block And you the enemy, hunted like a stray dog They shut your operation down, now ain’t boss Like you up in chains lost, another street casualty (Verse) Damn, your mama house took, she’s a goner black Conservative whites want they corner back While you was blasting gats, acting fowl dude High crime rate, know a property value The billboards go up, cash for your home It’s a formality dawg, this really is the own Gentrification is a process in time holmes One home at a time until you all gone The setup was clean gave you weight to sell Poor schools and minimal opportunities You fell for the trap like a couple G Luxury apartments for yapies, close to the beach That used to be your street, remember? They tore down the church, your mother was a member Put up the best spot, got rid of the liquor store Never the same as before, another street casualty