Jeezy - Streetz lyrics

My Partner just got gunned down
In his hood last week
(Out here in these streets)
My nigga twenty-four hours out the feds
Say he gotta eat
(So we back off in these streets)
Real niggas gettin money
Why you givin' all yours to the freaks?
(When you out here in the streets)
It's a jungle out here
Everyday we on point, never weak
(We out here in the streets)

I'ma hustle 'cause I gotta splurge when I can
This the conscience of a God fearin' man
They say you live by the Glock 40
You die by the 45
Missin' the day Lil Mike and
Big K was still alive
Dem bitches missin' yo swag and
Ya Momma missin' ya smile, nigga
When I got the call I
Almost threw in the towel, nigga
Lately been stressin'
Shit been giving me migraines
Got some foul niggas round me that keep
On playing all these mind games
Seen a black president
I ain't see no change though
They say street life numb ya
All I feel is pain though
I can tell ya some stories that
Make a grown ass man cry
Aye, this what it what it sound like
When a grown ass man try hey

My Partner just got gunned down
In his hood last week
(Out here in these streets)
My nigga twenty-four hours out the feds
Say he gotta eat
(So we back off in these streets)
Real niggas gettin money
Why you givin' all yours to the freaks?
(When you out here in the streets)
It's a jungle out here
Everyday we on point, never weak
(We out here in the streets)

I been smokin' so much lately
Really think my brain fried
Thinkin' so much lately
Really think my brain tired
See, I'm from a small town called
We don't give a fuck
Population bout four thou
So I'm never givin' up
Like Jizzle had big dreams
Like Jizzle had big goals
Saw him the other day
Nigga looked like a lost soul
Streets taught me stand tall, chest out
Never fold
That real stand up guy shit never gets old
All he need was a quarter
Now he start with a good seven
Flipped it a zillion times that
Made him a livin' legend
I can tell ya some shit that
Make a grown ass man cry
Aye, this what it sound like when
A grown ass man try hey

My Partner just got gunned down
In his hood last week
(Out here in these streets)
My nigga twenty-four hours out the feds
Say he gotta eat
(So we back off in these streets)
Real niggas gettin money
Why you givin' all yours to the freaks?
(When you out here in the streets)
It's a jungle out here
Everyday we on point, never weak
(We out here in the streets)

Gotta watch for the task force
Finessers and robbin' crew
Nightmares for anybody dreaming
Of robbing you (In these streets)
Court cases, nigga, lawyer fees
Escaping the luxury
Got the federal custody in these streets
All the good jobs firin', ups ain't hiring
Man, this stress getting tiring
In these streets
Own potna out to get ya an if u
Cross that line own potna get his issue hey