7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 p.m.
My restin' right, it's like I'm on lay away from sleep
Yeah, I was a very young teen when I took my shit hotter
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 o'clock in the morning
But he can't so I'm a stay on a spiritual flap
You know I trying to get it in
Headaches is why I've been meditating, thoughts is devastating
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 o'clock in the morning
Alone in the street
Come back when they offer me somethin'
Don't rat, do ya bid in the clink
Alone in the street
Alone in the street
But real talk, fuck, jail talk, I know home sweet
Disappear like hoofer or somethin'
If the lord call who got the phone for callin' him back?
Or even keep a gun in your cab ride
7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 p.m.
All day, all night, all by myself
Is the future when I'm asleep? So what was last night?
All of me, I couldn't help but get in the game
But you can't help but trip when you fall in a trap
All day, all night
I think I should have been an author or somethin'
In a zone knowin' damn well, my little brother home
Alone in the street
Could this be my last life, maybe my past life
These are man made, why dont'cha tell man to do that?
You know that I'm alright
Alone in the street
Never said you was hard, I ain't give you the permit
You know I'm trying to see more
Go home, flush your crack then give your gun away
You know I trying to get it in
You know I'm trying to see more
Tryin' to stay away from beef but shit is gettin' deep
Sorta like mixin', boy scouts with the convicts
Alone in the street
In due time until then you would see I got more than a few rhymes
I don't know how you roll but I roll all alone
Alone in the street
But got right off my dean when I could book the ramatta
All day, all night, all by myself
Alone in the street
Made a little money sellin' rocks that was cap sized
I don't really care, what I sell or what I sold
Alone in the street
Alone in the streets with the gun by the armpit
Alone in the street
I'm going in deep and you know the ghost
Somebody go and pay if somebody gonna play
I can't see him and I wish that he could chatter with me
You know that I'm alright
As long as I give my soul, whenever my story told
Alone in the street
Mad live could learn to bounce out on a bad vibe
Have I ever thought about my life as a bad guy?
Alone in the street
'Cause the rules is written down in invisible ink
The shit was callin' me and I think that I was callin' it back
If you gonna rap, please stop, run away
All day, all night
Still feel him in the passenger seat
My word eye gotta a little crust in my third eye
Stand tall little boy
All day, all night, all by myself
You know I trying to get it in
I might think your vermette, better yet vomit
You know I'm trying to see more
Can't put the sharks with the pine fish, that's conflict
'Cause it's a up hill battle and I'm dealin' with that
Consider this the sermon, start the burnin'
7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 p.m.
Just consider what the critical think
'Cause I rather be a robber or a midnight morata
There's a part of me that loves bein' gangsta
Get ya self a shank, if you feelin' paranoid
Thought I'd be there to see him like more than a few times
You know that I'm alright
Even locked down in a cage is where you don't be
Robbed a lot of people like I never was baptized
'Cause the streets cold hearted than a hot summer day
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 o'clock in the morning
