When I was 10 years old I seen a nigga take 3 in the head
They gotta steal and for my cousin I lost
The smell of burnt tire peelin' after leavin' him lead
Walked across the park stuntin' frontin'
You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
Then in no time older nigga from behind swung a baseball bat
DNA mixed in the mud, another ditch to be dug
In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
I never thought I could be that sick
Walked up behind this shorty grabbin' her waist
She felt disrespected, shorty couldn't except it
Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
I'd be dead if looks can kill, I'm from the ghetto, boys
My ear ringin' should have been runnin'
Like who's gonna shoot if you shot?
You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
I'm Southsidin' 'til they hit me
The killer fled wit a fuckin' laugh
This nigga name I forgot, fuck it he lived around the block
Heads turnin', somebody did somethin'
Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
See homie use to buy me candy
In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
And all my days go by blowin' that sticky icky
That's when I thought it was more than 3 shots
Probably around the same time he used to pee in the bed
My heart pumpin' on blast, I just stared at him slumped in the grass
Like who's gon' run but who's not
Called him a pussy, told him she be back in a second
She pushed him away, so he threw the bag in her face
Damn, I was suppose to see that shit
He could have been aimin' for me
Arms movin', fingers shakin', spittin' up blood
You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
It was a regular day in Southside
You wanna rob me you gotta leave here wit a body
Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
Now, he's gone whose provide his family?
Left his face all cracked told him take all that
Diamond in his hear diamond watch on
You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
If we go up quickly stick me, somewhere tipsy the location don't matter
In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
Eatin' a bag of popcorn
Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
California made me picky, chicken heads tryin' to stick me wit a hicky
In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
I turn around to my pops
He didn't pay her no mind called her bitch about 4 times
There I stood stiffer than wood
Who gone hold they own, who's not
My heart spills for the kids that ain't got nothin'
He like what happen? This nigga rolled up and started clappin'
Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
But I don't know Scarface or Bushwick Bill
I stayed a wake 'cuz my nightmares of seein' him dead
Stayed in the park wit no niggas wit him and no nine
Regular gettin' money nigga but love to clown a lot
Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
Hit him again popped his chain wit a frown
In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
Slumpt over the steerin' wheel
Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body
Sprink-aklers kids runnin' all of a sudden
Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 gauge shoty
And left the clown wit a stain on the ground
Maybe he circled around the block
In the streets of New York you can't trust nobody
Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my hobby
I can still hear 'em laughin'
Who's gone choose spots?
