Oh my god,dem birds done came through Nigga gettin money hoes say I act brand new Niggers hatin on me cause I do what they can’t do Whip that ounce and came back in the ain't news Why must I caught back and pull it You broke ass niggas aint worth my bullets See I really dont blabber and all my whips got shoes lik the.... I never go down with the ship I paddle Papa was ah g how I'ma b ah hobo?? Yea answer dat fa me answer dis u ever see the side walk bloody?? Yellow tape blockin off the streets its a crime scene Four niggas shot three dead for the time being Heard dem boy hoped out wit sticks But the sad part ah bout nobody saw shit I'm bris And then the rain came down on my whole life Fallin under clouds and you know Just for the dues I’ve paid, I’ve lost my soul a long the way Stay here tonight, stay here tonight You can go home Welcome to the projects., welcome to my world Welcome to the streets, yea welcome to my hurd Oh my god,the scared it me again can’t get money wit my dawg I don't need'em den Valeted done fined scared da bitch my key the benz See ah shon meet ah shon break in beat ha in Baby I'm bris like dat surprising dem mark jacobs is for my eye lids I live fa dem stacks and ad-libs and all this walkin on traps made ah niggas calfs big I captivate ah movement see I make captivating music I sparked ah movement Why lie I get paid ta spit the truth Born well groomed flow sharp lik ah gin-soon See every time I open my mouth I let the streets come out an I'm what the streets talk bout see I'm what the streets bee bout And then the rain came down on my whole life Fallin under clouds and you know Just for the dues I’ve paid, I’ve lost my soul a long the way Stay here tonight, stay here tonight You can go home Welcome to the projects., welcome to my world Welcome to the streets, yea welcome to my hurd Oh my god all I see is corruption Rain man knocking on the door, but fuck him Damn I'm on my dick, whos nutts is crossed?? They all wanna see me win, that’s why I shoot things Fingas wit niggas don’t got to say a word I feel the real between us Tell me I don’t spit fact, and ah niggas bread wasn't long so I made rap Every time I hold my mouth, I let the streets come my way I’m what the streets talk bout see I’m what the streets be bout I’m the man And then the rain came down on my whole life Fallin under clouds and you know Just for the dues I’ve paid, I’ve lost my soul a long the way Stay here tonight, stay here tonight You can go home Welcome to the projects., welcome to my world Welcome to the streets, yea welcome to my hurd