Getting To Be Like

(Intro) 
Street  life
Yuh
Whoo

Getting  to be like
I’m  living the street life

Its getting to be like
Thank  god this is real life

(Hook)
Its getting to be like
Im living to be right

Getting  to be like
Im living the street life

Its getting to be like
Im living to be right

Its getting to be like
Thank god it’s the street life

(Juan Gotti)

Caught in the street life
Packing a heat like
I know this don’t feel right
But I gotta eat right

There ain’t no sense in preaching to me
Preaching to see if I’m gon’ be a G
I’ma gonna always be crunk
Always gon’ burn up a blunt

Ain’t got no time for no thots
Always gon’ smoke when I want
Never come heat up my spot
Never gon’ fuck with no cops

I got the plug on the drop
Fuck if you ready or not
Cause I ain’t ready to stop
Money for rent ain’t enough

I got some bills that won’t stop
I got some pills that I pop
— — Pill’s that I pop
(Pop, pop.)

Chasing some money
Trap for a hobby
The only thing that I know
Having some things I buy gold?

Having some things I can show
Getting so lit when I’m throwed
Getting the shit that I’m owed
Getting the shit for a mode
I’m only taking control
Having some cash I can fold


(Hook)
Its getting to be like
Im living to be right

Getting to be like
Im living the street life

Its getting to be like
Im living to be right

Its getting to be like
Thank god it’s the street life

(Verse)

Thank god that I’m me
Thank god I’m out free
Out leading a life
Some homies can’t see

Been out in the streets
These jobs ain’t for me
Clocking these hours
So baby can sleep

I get what we need
-
I’m still smoking weed
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You still gonna bleed
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If you all bout’ greed
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Thank god I’m a G-
-Know the code of the streets
If I’m flipping some bows,-
-I keep it low key

Don’t need to know me
Or the homies I keep
If we out on the block
Then we out on the creep

— Ain’t got no time for no lames
— Ain’t got a dime for no dames
Used to be stuck in my ways
Now I stay out n I’m grinding for days

No sleep just to make sure we eat
Mad heat your boy ain’t hit his peak
Kill beats to make green when I speak
Wreck shop then I rinse wash repeat

The only thing that I know
Flipping an 8th to an O
Flipping a zone to a bow
Turning this silver to gold
I’ll never filter my flow

(Hook)
Its getting to be like
Im living to be right

Getting to be like
Im living the street life

Its getting to be like
Im living to be right

Its getting to be like
Thank god it’s the street life