I'm in the streets, the beats are penitentiary And when I speak, the truth niggas be feelin
If you could peek, have my life I guarantee You wouldn't be, talkin' like you talkin
You walkin' like you walkin' Cause you never took a loss
And never ever had no problems We was bullet-dodgin

Home of the bullets, silver spoon was wooden often Brother cried, I had to watch him
Lookin' out the window on my uptown apartment King Street 90s, like if niggas had a problem
We would use different shit to solve it like revolvers And the boogeyman was the shawty in the closet
Niggas look at rap stars and they wanna be them But these hustler niggas rap, niggas wanna be them

Niggas got this shit confused But really, onion mamuse
Ain't no G's, should've stayed jawlasses in school
You look confused while on the search for your way
Hustler, tryna be rappers in the street like they play

Rap star, wanna be us in the street like the fake
You can be all you wanna be
Conversations with the devil, turnin' down his offer
He beggin' for my soul, and the fuel burn off

He told me, take it, I'll be gone, if I want it, I'll be set
But life after death would only end up in regret
See, riches and powers only last while you live it
Hell don't sound good for a new surround system

Like Simon X, it'll be the greatest deal
I'm thinkin' I should take it, but it ain't God's will
Vision of the green got my eyes turnin' red
The lust to remain and the hunger unfed

Starin' at the ceilin' walls, closin' on the kid
The king of the dead, he put me in my head
Sayin' take it or be nothin', no time, no way
But I can never turn my heart on faith

See, this industry is evil and I don't see it at all
No deal, no love, just demons on the wall
You look confused while on the search for your way
Hustler, tryna be rappers in this street like they play

Rap star, wanna be hustlers in this street like cocaine
You just follow your heart and you can do anything
You just follow your heart and you can do anything