I spend a lot of my time trying to stay out of the way
I spend a lot of my time trying to get to the paper till the end
You know the streets ain't gonna let me win
You know the streets ain't gonna let me win no
The cards not stacked in our favor
The street life is not designed for us to make it
Between the snitches and these motherf*cking haters
And the police always in our faces
How I'm supposed to win how I'm supposed to breathe
Niggas texting on the sack for the bitch get to Me
Tap dancing on the bag like a nigga ain't see
Then expect me to pay nigga no way
I spend a lot of my time trying to stay out of the way
I spend a lot of my time trying to get to the paper till the end
You know the streets ain't gonna let me win
You know the streets ain't gonna let me win no
Niggas screaming all I know is street life
Like
F*ck a nine to five
Off them pennies that they pay how the f*ck do I survive
How the f*ck do I provide For a family
But if I get caught with that work
Then the judge gonna be Bam and me
Twenty five with the L  that's a strict sentence
Now I ask yourself to the street life is you committed
Is he willing to take everything that come with it
I don't think so
I spend a lot of my time trying to stay out of the way
I spend a lot of my time trying to get to the paper till the end
You know the streets ain't gonna let me win
You know the streets ain't gonna let me win no
Tried my hand at dope selling
Couldn't figure out all of the methods
I did some time behind it
So Now you supposed to respect me
Is Hella illegal I poison my people
They are smoking anyway so it lessens my evil
I got to take the money or I'm feeble minded
The trap got me blinded
I spend a lot of my time trying to stay out of the way
I spend a lot of my time trying to get to the paper till the end
You know the streets ain't gonna let me win
You know the streets ain't gonna let me win no