(Look out, Veno, look out, Veno, look out, Veno) (ooh-ooh)
Ah-yeah, ah-yeah
Ooh-ooh, ooh
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients) yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga, I'm undefeated, streets ain't beat me, the police neither
I ain't got no sympathy for nobody ignorin' what I'm teachin'
I ain't no motherfuckin' preacher, I'm more comfortable with demons
I spent whole weeks in the beater, stinkin' out here, I ain't leavin'
Call my baby like, "I need you, bag a ball up, all them pieces"
Lethal injection by the needle, I ain't force nothin' on my people
And they ain't force it on me neither, we both addicts, so we equals
And so I feel 'em, addicted to some shit that might just kill 'em
Fuck permission or forgiveness, this my hand, I ain't the dealer
Tryna teach my lil' one focus 'cause it's easy to forget the mission
And the difference is in love, and loyalty ain't commitment
And to give it if you gettin' it 'cause it's rare when you start winnin'
When you a real street nigga (real street nigga)
Barely smile in pictures (barely smile in pictures)
Thug life livin' (yeah), goin' all out to get it (goin' all out to get it)
You a shootin' star wisher (you a shootin' star)
All night spinner (all night spinner)
On permission, sittin' in the trenches (yeah, yeah), tryna get richer
(Yeah, yeah, you in the trenches tryna get richer, uh)
(Foreign car whipper, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh)
(Shootin' star wisher, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh)
(All night sittin' in the trenches, tryna get richer, yeah)
It's overstood not to sleep 'til it's good, even then, it ain't great as it should
You helped me shake off these drugs
I make it was what it was, but I'm done ventin' finish
The streets ain't got no love
High solo in my truck, tryna pass Red the blunt
Watch him walk up on me starin', slowly reach for my gun
Too big to go like Pun
I'ma land one in the lung or on a neck or a tongue
Just 'cause I can't lose, gotta keep 'em clean
Go to school in my play shoes
"You welcomes" but no "Thank yous"
Got me thinkin' like, "Thank who?"
Most that shit was fake, but I do thank God for his grace
And makin' me starve, so I ate by the time they overfilled my plate
Even Pluto said I'm great, he wanna help me change my fate
Took a monster out on tour just for the world to know my face
56 nights straight, I go in beast mode for that pape'
This a reservation for rank, it's a marathon and a race
Only real niggas relate, and you ain't one if you can't, mm, mm
I know this shit gettin' really stressful
Through your whole career too
You know this little situation right here
I just want you to know, nigga, that I ain't, I ain't givin' up on this to the end
It's not even that, I ain't stoppin'
I ain't breakin' down or nothin', my nigga, you know-
Ayy, ayy
Yeah, when you a real street nigga (real street nigga)
Barely smile in pictures (barely smile in pictures)
Thug life livin' (yeah), goin' all out to get it (goin' all out to get it)
You a shootin' star wisher (you a shootin' star)
All night spinner (all night spinner)
On permission, sittin' in the trenches (yeah, yeah), tryna get richer
(Yeah, yeah, you in the trenches tryna get richer, uh)
(Foreign car whipper, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh)
(Shootin' star wisher, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh)
(All night sittin' in the trenches, tryna get richer, yeah)