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[Intro]
I want niggas to jam me; I want niggas to feel me, Will. Ya heard me? This shit real, nigga. This shit ain't-This shit ain't no joke, nigga. Before I go, ya heard me? Alright, remember; never forget. Ya heard me? Yeah

[Verse 1]
Remember them days when I was sleepin' in my mama's house
Broke as fuck, playin' a game on my mama's couch
I seen the niggas 'round me hittin', gettin' bankrolls
Drivin' fast cars, fuckin' all the fine hoes
Moved out of Texas then I went back to Louisiana
Stayed with my aunt, went to school, was always actin' up
I got expelled, she grabbed my clothes and told me, "Pack it up"
I ain't had a place to stay, was sleepin' in the park
Devonte brought me what I needed when I hit him up
Was 16, on my own, I was givin' up
I called Takesha, she came get me way from Lafayette
Met up with [?], started thuggin', started packin' straps
[?] pushed me on the ground when we was playin' ball
Ran to my house, grabbed my strap, then I upped that [?]
Like, "Give me everything you got up in yo pocket, nigga"
On the real, that's when I fell in love with robbin' niggas
Bitch, you think I'm showin' this gun and ain't goin' use this bitch
Boy, you stupid, use yo head or you goin' lose yo shit
Like a mechanic, boy, I'm quick to up that toolie quick
And release a couple of clips on some movie shit
Ain't you remember? I was lookin' for a come up
Scored some zips with [?] so everyday I hustle
My bankroll got bigger and my bitches got retarded
Then I fucked up my reup and fell back where I started
TNT, that was the team back in '16
Me and Josh, we was thuggin', we had big dreams
Josh was always up to somethin', that nigga real funny
Boy, yo mama like my mama, I'll kill for you
I went to jail, that's when them niggas said, "Fuck me"
I ain't put money on my books like, "Fuck me"
And I ain't even check up on my mama like, "Fuck me"
I ain't even check up on my children like, "Fuck me" (yeah)

[Chorus]
See, what I learned from the streets, you gotta watch these niggas
They'll stab you in your back for what you got, my nigga
When it's beef, boy, we really slangin' bullets, bodied
When that pressure hit, it's goin' really pull that pussy out him
See, what I learned from the streets, you gotta watch these niggas
Keep your business on the low and stay solid, nigga
Losin' it all instead of fuckin' with the wrong niggas
My uncle told me I was better off alone, nigga

[Verse 2]
So many nights, I would lay up in my cell and talk to God
Ask him for forgiveness for all the niggas I robbed
I do it for my children 'cause I love to see 'em smile
I'd do 100 years before I let 'em go without
So many days when I was down, got off my ass and came up
My baby mama stayed down, that ain't ever change up
Them other hoes up on my dick because I got my bands up
Get a nut and get the fuck, kick 'em where they came from
These hoes cold, they'll leave you in the dirt
You could give a hoe your all and she goin' hit you where it hurt
I'ma forever love my dogs, together we hittin' the dirt
Forever, we ridin' together, forever, we puttin' in work
On my soul, the streets really turned me to a menace
On Jesus Christ, I really popped a couple of niggas
I keep my head above water and above these niggas
I don't owe a nigga shit, I feel like fuck a nigga
When I was down on my dick, nobody front me shit
Trisha the only one who gave a nigga money quick
Nigga, like Trisha, shit, you probably wouldn't find another
[?] word in the street, said I robbed his brother (bitch ass niggas)

[Chorus]
See, what I learned from the streets, you gotta watch these niggas
They'll stab you in your back for what you got, my nigga
When it's beef, boy, we really slangin' bullets, bodied
That pressure hit, it's goin' really pull that pussy out him
See, what I learned from the streets, you gotta watch these niggas
Keep your business on the low and stay solid, nigga
Losin' it all instead of fuckin' with the wrong niggas
My mama told me I was better off alone, nigga

[Outro]
And I'ma stay alone. You know what the fuck it is. Yeah. Told you I remember, nigga. Hardbody or nobody. Free Red, mane. Free Vonte. Free Nick. Free [?]. Free [?]. Mane, free my niggas, mane. Fuck. Before I Go. Yeah. Mixtape comin' soon. Hardbody, baby