Still in the Streets

A nigga like one foot in, one foot out.
 This shit like a hopscotch, you know what I'm sayin'?
 Everything in my lyrics, is certain.
 You can be sure off. I was on a journey, in Virginia, as a virgin.
 I ain't even lose my virginity
 Still in the streets (yeah)
 So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name
 Still in the streets (yeah)
 So I put the new place in my mama name
 Still in the streets (yeah yeah)
 So it ain't no pressure get another chain
 Still in the streets (yeah yeah yeah)
 Plus I'm in the rap game gettin' double paid
 Still in the streets (yeah)
 So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name
 Still in the streets (yeah)
 So I put the new place in my mama name
 Still in the streets (yeah yeah)
 So it ain't no pressure get another chain
 Still in the streets (yeah yeah yeah)
 Plus I'm in the rap game gettin' double paid
 I don't know how to write in cursive
 I'm poppin' checks but I gotta work 'em
 I'm in the bank line with the burple
 I be geeked up, Steve Urkel
 I don't want no money for my verses
 'Cause I ain't get this money on purpose
 'Cause I ain't even gotta get dirty
 My youngins go duffel up 30 (aye aye aye)
 I was in Virginia as a virgin (aye aye aye)
 Done did everything, snatch purses
 Did everything, burglerin' to murderin'
 Subpoena, yeah them crackers try to serve 'em
 You can go and tell my attorney that
 I don't even like to get verbally
 You can go ask my attorney this
 Still in the streets (yeah)
 So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name
 Still in the streets (yeah)
 So I put the new place in my mama name
 Still in the streets (yeah yeah)
 So it ain't no pressure get another chain
 Still in the streets (yeah yeah yeah)
 Plus I'm in the rap game gettin' double paid
 Still in the streets (yeah)
 So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name
 Still in the streets (yeah)
 So I put the new place in my mama name
 Still in the streets (yeah yeah)
 So it ain't no pressure get another chain
 Still in the streets (yeah yeah yeah)
 Plus I'm in the rap game gettin' double paid
 Go and ask Trae at the Cash for Gold
 Pullin' out bags of gold like it's from Africa
 I was doin' everything
 I was snatchin' chains, now my album goin' two times platinum
 Young CEO, no managers
 This for all my niggas doin' calendars
 Everything orange, smoke cantaloupe
 Pop a nigga top, pop Adderall
 I don't see why we need algebra
 I be countin' money just to add it up
 In my mama name but it's my car
 When you street, in a day you just might fall
 I ain't never lackin', no not at all
 'Cause I ain't tryna answer when God call
 Nigga couldn't surprise us like my fault
 If you got your guard off, where's Waldo
 Still in the streets (yeah)
 So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name
 Still in the streets (yeah)
 So I put the new place in my mama name
 Still in the streets (yeah yeah)
 So it ain't no pressure get another chain
 Still in the streets (yeah yeah yeah)
 Plus I'm in the rap game gettin' double paid
 Still in the streets (yeah)
 So I put the blue Wraith in my mama name
 Still in the streets (yeah)
 So I put the new place in my mama name
 Still in the streets (yeah yeah)
 So it ain't no pressure get another chain
 Still in the streets (yeah yeah yeah)
 Plus I'm in the rap game gettin' double paid