Letra The streets ain't safe Fiend

The streets ain't safe

What up
Welcome to new orleans
Where police are corrupt
And niggas with no money die at the ages between 15 and 21
But see me? I made up my mind a long time ago that Id never fall into that
System
Im a hustle till I get enough, then Im a get out
But you know what? I got caught up. started fiending for that shit.
So now anything you sell, any corner you work for, remember thats my shit
I could take it from you any time I want to
As long as you know that, I wont have to make an example outta you.
Remember, thats the words of fiend

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I say the streets aint safe I know I could be a goner
Tryin to make a million dealin around the corner
And nigga fiend know one day hes gonna have to die
But what? nigga what?
And with my gat on my side, Im still gonna be the baddest alive(alive)

Im an automatic pistol bustin he laughs, screamin down to the haters
Caution his lies knowin he gonna pay for it later
But fiend...? ...of bieng the baddest
Later on, never to go, just mama command us
Nigga no heat advantage, stay hustlin livin for the day
Robbin to the way in the allyway, that soldier aint prayin
Forgive me, I almost waited for my breed to help me
They wont doubt me so Im a take somethin to get wealthy
Healthy, young, got a gun aint afraid to lose it
This corner, Im about to lose it. its life I aint choosin
I was placed here, a nigga before me was erased here
Killa face fear but I plans to make and count cake here
Get down and show me youre bout it come and take what I took
That chef was paddin the way you got the face of a crook
Project walls shook, until fiends spirit rose in me
I chose to g, wait until the world get a load of me

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Lord they know I dont fuck around
Livin every day like my last
Its a damn shame the dirt I done did for the cash
Is it my fault? makin sure my hood gonna eat
Not seein defeat, nigga I just stood to my feet
Cocked every rock that I had, cooked all the dope I could cook
Took a glance at my family, like it was the final look
Sellin the shit I stole
Have mercy on my soul
And these shops about to be closed
Cause fiend about to roll
This aint no war to stage
Feel the wrath and my rage
Its bieng displayed
At the effect of povertys case
This aint no phase, Im trapped with that want to live
To protect mine, I miss you with rounds of hot shit
My glock eat it, the only talkin that you get in verbal
And the way of my pain, so for God we gonna hurt you
It aint personal, with the thought of playin with my math
Can get that ass in an unending bloodbath(bloodbath)

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My life has seen shit like this. I got to much will invested
Fuck open chested, me and my workers bullet proof vested
Suggested cause my least worry is bieng arrested
Upset with cause more these niggas done probably confessed it
See Im blessed with the game, came along with my name
Tested for fame, pushin out crack cocaine
But watch the pain and strange thangs happen for greenary
And involves seein me, nigga windex ya scenary
Believe in me is one thing, seein is another
If Id have known what I know now, I wouldnt have lost my brother
Streets got death to offer to you fast or slow
But some stash youre doe, you could see the casket front row
I know cause I done seen some casualties burn
Plagued ?
So now them niggas gonna learn
Its my turn
So when the courts ask for a plea
My answer is they fucked up and made a nigga like me

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