That Street Life - Styles P, Tyler Woods

I don’t need no pen, I don’t pad

Yeah I miss my brother yeah I miss my dad

Wanna kill the whole world, sometimes I get so mad

Tell myself to slow down don’T get so fast

Light a bigger Blunt let the shit go pass

But the pain still here so the shit gonna last

Yeah I sit in the dark I’m addicted to weed

Stop buying fast cars 'cause I’m addicted to speed

I don’t know what to do, I don’t know where to go

I don’t fit up in this industry but know I can flow

Why I’m standing in the ghetto when I know I could blow?

Why I’m standing on the corner when I know I should go?

Chrous — & ad-libs

Living that street life (living this street life)

That hood life (out on the corner)

Living this gangsta Life (Living this gangsta life)

Gotta sacrafice (Gotta do it)

Living that street life (living this street life)

That hood life (living oh yeah)

Living this gangsta Life (Living this gangsta life)

Gotta sacrafice (ohow)

Trying writing a movie, trying writing a book

But even all alone I spend my night with a crook

Try to overstand, try to overlook

Remember how a pig and a rat had a colder look

I’m spiritual, I don’t read Jehova’s book

Or Allah’s book, or God’s book

Just a man and it’s easy not a hard look

I dont’t trust you, so don’t trust me

Bullets shiny, blades rusty

Fuck with me, Fuck you that’s how it must be

This is D-Block, This is L.O.X

Yeah I’m saying Goodbye but I ain’t said hello yet

Chorus (2x times)