Streetlife, WHY? - Descriptions lyrics

[Streetlife, WHY? - Descriptions lyrics]

Yeah, word up
Trapped up in this bitch, on the run
As usual, you know me, trynna get on
Niggas frontin', on the don, fucked up
But it's real, word up (yo, yo)

Description, brown skin male, last seen
With Keyon father
Weighin' up grams on the scale
I'm out of order
Kidnap the general's daughter
Left her butt naked for dead
On the south of the border
How surveillance got my moves on watch?
They got me labeled as the criminal
Master mind, behind the plot
Watch me call a Makaveli like Pac
Fake my own death, relocate, set up shop
I keep a picture with, all my kids, buried in
A stash box with a Glock
Write next to the bridge
Just in case I gots to go on the lamb
Live off land, sleep in vans
And eat out of cans
Yo, my life is like the rolling for dice
I been stereotyped, I don't care what
The media write i'm scarred for life
That's why I walks with a knife
Catch me in back of the church
Fuckin' the preacher's wife

Description, brown skin male, last seen
Last seen, last, last, last heard

Last heard, five eleven, brown skin male
Niggas get poked in jail
While I'm stressin' for bail
Niggas know the kid bangin' for real
Bangin' this steel raised in the field
Where you kill or be killed
Walk the walk, if you talk the talk
My words is real
I'm a predicite, they call me fingers in jail
My name ring rings, from Clinton to Sing-Sing
To C-74, one lower bing, feel me
The feds probably killed me
Cuz bodies is droppin'
And I ain't stoppin' until I'm filthy
Word on the street
He was last seen in Philly
Description, as far as I can recollect
Y'all lost respect
Lost the right, to talk about
Bustin' your techs
Once the name's on the affidavit
Statin' your sex
If you the reason niggas up north
Increasin' they reps then you know
Every pull up is to pop your neck
It ain't no poster on the block
If you ain't got respect
My description is so low key
Hate to be mentioned
It's out of sight, I play the distance
I do my dirt all by my lonely, from my
Past experience, fuck a Co-D
My only fam is a gun, I can trust to hold me
Niggas is evil, shoutin' they got love for me

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