Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo (Uh-uh)
Doo-doo-doo (Uh)
I fell in love with the street life
I-I fell in love with the street, that's no lie

No lie, no, no lie

No lie, no, no lie

I fell in love with the street life, I (Boo-boo-boo-boom)



Look, got a raw deal, not at all chill

Nigga, we run up under your food like shopping cart wheels

My Glock, make you hop and cartwheel for props

Your block got a call feel, my name dollar bill

Holla y'all ill, gotcha

Drop tough like a built Tonka

Still conquer, but they still ain't contra

Still pop you through your shield, holla (Boo)

I wasn't in the room, but on the mini scooter

Or lickin' hooters with a spliff for Buddha

I was in the inner city sewer, underground dirty-dirty, in the manure

Clip in the Ruger 'cause I was raised different than you were

Nigga, I'm awesome, get off 'em, you all dumb

You all wonder where I get all of my ambience from

You all wonder how I come from the swamp and the pond scum

Peon, comparin' me to y'all is beyond dumb, biatch

Me, I'm from where it's dark as Hell

'Round the corner from death, right across from Hell

I am Austin Wells tossed in a garbage pail

I'm from the bottom not from Harvard or Yale, darlin'



Uh, prolly took a shot, even shot a few too

Now my future bright, lookin' out is futile

My mom was frugal, my pop was brutal

School of hard knocks, all I did 'round the clock was doo-doo

On the block all day and night like a prostitute do

Every artist out there y'all like on the charts are doo-doo

I'm from where thots'll convolute you, the cops are cuckoo

Charge you, try you and prosecute you, if not, just shoot you

Knock off your whole tribe with the chopper like Shaka Zulu

Chef the impossible, opposite pyrex pots are voodoo

Block magician, I chop a brick to a pasta noodle

Fuck the charts, I roll out, I swapped the old out and copped the new-new

This is my possible moment of truth, shouts to Guru

Cocked the Glock, let it do the do like cock-a-doo-doo

Hospital, nah, growin' up only doctor you knew

Was Dr. Dre, Dr. Jay, and maybe that Dr. Drew dude

I was raised by Gregory and James Evans, dawg

I catch you without that weapon, that's Frank Drebin, dawg

That's naked, dawg, that's sacred, dawg

I spray your dawg, that's aerosol, let's face it, dawg

I Che Guevara, dawg

Y'all make mistakes, not me, I create eras, dawg

I play forever, dawg, ever-ever, dawg?

Ever-ever, dawg, ever-ever, dawg?

I play forever, dawg, never lost

Record of wins and lessons, y'all

Too effortless with the rhetoric to be a legend dog

As far as the bars and measures

I'm prolly highly regarded as God up in Heaven, dawg

I play forever, dawg

I play forever, dawg

Far as the art, I'm what else but Magellan, dawg

Hella bars, Nelson Mandela, dawg

Draped in Maison Margiela, dawg, they jealous, dawg

These niggas fake, I'm the eight kissin' the figure eight

Playin' Drake at a weddin', dawg

Put that together, dawg, I'm clever, dawg

I play forever, dawg, ever-ever, dawg?

Ever-ever, dawg

These sessions are blessings, dawg

Clever thoughts comin' out the barrel of G Dep Smith & Wessons, dawg

These thoughts are the confessions, dawg

Ever, dawg, I play forever, dawg



I-I fell in love with street, that's no lie

No lie, no, no lie

No lie, no, no lie

I fell in love with the street life, I