Streets Ain't for Everybody - Trae the Truth, Dirty 1000, Neef Buck

I know this what the fuck I am

Say Neef, ain’t none of these n*ggas gangster these days

Real shit

Jeah

Verse 1 — Trae the Truth

I been a gangster with it, crucified the 80s babies

Crack went to an epidemic, turned most of they families crazy

Pistol tucked away in my hoodie is damn near big as me

Looking for the bully on the block, you won’t get shit from me

Real I don’t pretend to be

Head shotter like Kennedy

Please don’t get to close, no comprehend you ain’t no friend to me

Motherfuck the devil he ain’t never had no friend to me

Tell him lace his shit for all the pain that bitch done send to me

Attitude like Doc Dre

Be damn they try to stop Trae

Nothing n*ggas tough, don’t get exposed like half your block gay

I gotta get this money, make it flip soon as the block pay

Talking powder blocks that come from Cuba through with my yay

In them prison walls I’m a legend, ain’t sell inside

on my pride for me and Nip, so all I do is ride

Broke n*ggas can’t stand up next to me, so all they do is hide

Back then half them haters counted me out, them bitches lied

For real

Verse 2 — Neef Buck

Fuck what you selling 'cos I ain’t buying it

I’m just another great hustler from my environment

Selling weight outta Section 8

Tryna stack my cake to get my Mom’s a place and play it safe (uh)

I been a earner, kept a burner since I could remember

I wrote my list but ain’t get shit at the end of December

But we was fly when my Auntie made them pieces work

Tommy, Nautica, Polo and Versace shirts

Everybody get a shot, but I been consistent

Pay my lawyers in advance to keep me out of prison

Open up parole board, give my Uncle another shot

Got a violent history and attempt on a cop

With a rap sheet, long as Broad Street

No 10% out the county, them bails ain’t cheap

Caught in dipsy in '09, sat on the creek

But every time I took an L, I landed on my feet

Turned it up a couple notches down on Mole Street

I had so many pounds right there in Hubster room

Made 500 profit up off a all of them

Selling 7s out the door like 90 going off

Beat my gun case in New York without coming to court

Yup, I had the same lawyer Shyne had

This facts not fiction that’s in my notepad

It was them hip hop cops and they knew who I was

I spent a night in central booking for tucking my snub

Soon as I got out, Hov wanna sit down

You still got it on you with your clique round

Ain’t you they take it out, how that shit sound?

Remember Squirt stole my Ruger and my bulldogg?

He in the county now, I still answer his phone calls

Love for his pop, love for the block

Wingohocking 'til the death of me, I call shots

Dudes twice my age, I done helped 'em get paid

Can’t hold your hand forever, you stuck in your ways

I done gave the opportunity to everybody

Weed, pills, coke and tickets to the party

First number they call when n*ggas was in trouble

Kept they name on bail receipts and they fucked me double

Spent the money

And now they acting funny

But fuck you too, you can’t get nothing from me

Verse 3 / Outro — Dirty 1000

Now this is why they made sidewalks n*gga

And this is why they made them bus stops n*gga

That why that train keep running homie

And people getting on it every morning homie

'Cos them streets ain’t for everybody

And bein' a G ain’t for everybody

Man the streets ain’t for everybody

Man this ain’t for everybody

Being a G ain’t for everybody

Man them streets ain’t for everybody

Man this is why they made sidewalks n*gga

And this is why they made bus stops n*gga

That’s why that train keep running homie

And people gettin' on it every morning homie

'Cos them streets ain’t for everybody

And being a G ain’t for everybody

I mean the streets ain’t for everybody

The streets ain’t for everybody

I mean the streets’ll take anybody

But the streets ain’t for everybody

That’s why them people made sidewalks

That’s why them people made bus stops

That why the train keep running, running

They gettin' on it every morning

Cos these streets ain’t for everybody

Yeah, yeah, yeah