Up early in the morning lacin up my British Knights
Throwin up my deuce sign, fuckin with the street life
Never knew no better cause my mommy never taught me
Going out to get the shit that mommy never bought me
Only ten years old and I can't stay away from trouble
But you don't give a fuck cause you ain't never had to
struggle
And everybody's tellin me its get greater later
I need to get my shit right now, cause it ain't shit
in my refrigerator
And I done struggled for my whole life
Seeing my moma layed up with a different nigga
everynight
And when you see me you can spot a crook
Cause I'm going through her motherfuckin pocket book
I'm going out to get my papes
Cause she don't give a fuck about me anyway
And my daddy's doing two terms
And all she ever does is sit around and get served
My mommy never hugs me
I'm callin deuce my family, cause these niggas say
they love me
I'm steady dustin chumps off
And ready for the battle if the shit would ever jump
off
So send my ass to hell
Its eithr being covered up with some dirt, or boxed in
a cell
Anyway that's what it looks like
If I don't hurry up and get my ass up out the street
life
Chorus: (Spoken)
You know the streets is all I know
This is my way of survival
You know I've been dealt some bad cards
But I gots to play them
What else am I to do, look for a job?
But until them my family will starve and be broke
So I resort to the streets
As a source of income
I'm stuck here
I step out on my own block
And everyone's throwin up the deuce to little J-Rock
And all my little homies that I hang with
Are either jackin, or mixed up with this gang shit
See it through reality
Never leavin the gang cause its the street life
mentality
My homies got a proposition
Pulled the nigga off some change and said he'd help in
my position
So now I'm rollin with the OGs
Puttin in work for the jack, for some overseas
And maybe in a year or two
I'll be able to roll in a Benz like the gangsta's do
Makin hoes ride dick
Cause that poor, broke ???
Ain't hittin ??? shit
I gotta lock my crew down
And sew this whole motherfucker up like the Jews town
Develop us a strong click
Break my pops off some dope while he rot
Pops would like that shit
Seeing his little nigga on his own two
Doing shit I heard my pops used to do
A real nigga to this crime thang
And had it going on before his time came
I gots to get my shit right
Until my shit gets right
I'm rollin with the street life
Chorus:
You know what upsets me
Is when whitey sits back in they lavish homes and
BMWs
And tell me the streets ain't the place to be
See it from my prospective
