Icy on the track
Cuz you don't know the way of the street code
And you don't know the way
That these streets roll
Yeah you can barely get by
When you step into my side yeah ey yeah yeah
Cause you don't know the way of the street code
And you don't know the way that these streets roll
Yeah you can barely get by when you step into my side
Yeah ey yeah yeah
Look
Gunshots in my neighborhood
You see it on the news and in the paper
Wanna give some reparation
To the ones that I've been segregated with
I could try to separate the good from the bad
But I think that's just a waste of breath
Cause wait a sec
Politics is garbage ain't no honest topic
You could feed me when they try to call it knowledge
And believe me I've been watching all this nonsense from afar
Then it got me thinking how bizarre we really are
Money, fast cars, beautiful women
All the ways to become a star
If you don't have it well then I guess you're lacking for having nothing more
We're taught to try and have it all and grab it with the hands
But then what happens when we lose the thing we love the most
Money and drugs suppress our love for one another
I've seen it take my brothers
I see they mothers are in such a state of pain
I cannot say that this the type of change I wanted
I wouldn't wish for any of this brought upon us
Cause like a llama
I know we got a lot of bumps in life
And I ain't seen her talk to mama
And God I forgot how long it's been and I feel awful sis
Yea
Cause you don't know the way of the street code
Yea woah woah woah
You don't know the way that the streets roll
204 Wonk City bitch
Cause you don't know the way of the street code
You don't know the way that the streets roll
Yeah you can barely get by
When you step into my side
Yeah
Cause you don't know the way of the street code
You don't know the way that the streets roll
Yeah
You can barely get by when you step into my side
Yeah
Got 25 cents to my name
Been divorced 4 times
Got a hex on my game
Feel depressed and ashamed
Pissed horrible and ignored on the best of em days
Yeah
Get well they all say
But everybody jakes and snakes they all fake
Yeah it's a harsh truth but this reality
Trust a motherf*cker you gon' end up as a casualty
Why you mad at me?
Someone had to say it
Driving through the peg you don't really wanna be staying
I ain't complaining this my city I'm just saying
Yeah you better watch how you act or you won't f*cking make it
I ain't a G
I ain't a hard guy
But gotta be when always caught up on the wrong side
I roll a J with Cohle we 'bout to get some blunt eyes
Yeah we've seen some dark days seen some long nights
Wonk city always something to do
I'll start a bar fight juiced within an hour or two
Put your money where your mouth is, ain't talking to you
My money's in my mouth bitch explains the buck in my tooth
Cause you don't know the way of the street code
Yeah woah woah woah
You don't know the way that these streets roll
204
Icy on the track