On the streets doin' crimes is no joke
 But you ain't get no choice when you go broke
 It's either poverty or this a gun in your fist
 And to survive in the streets you gotta take risks
 They say you lose some you win some
 But I don't lose none cause I want income
 And I ain't workin' for the nickel and dime
 So I say fuck that turn to crime
 Tryin' to figure a way to get rich fast
 Snatch a pocket book and bust the bitch ass
 But yo that still ain't enough for me
 I need doe so I can live comfortably
 So I pulls enough stick up hold another vic up
 Till I got enough to make a pick up
 It started out for self with an eighth a key
 My momma says street life ain't safe for me
 But I ain't tryin' to hear none of that
 Cause pushin' a motherfuckin' broom for the man ain't where it's at
 So I set up shop on the block
 Gave a knucklehead a job on the corner sellin' rock
 Flip the eight six times and got a whole key
 Now every nigga in town wanna roll with me
 But I runs a tight shipment and won't slip
 A worker fuck up a dime he gets pistol whipped
 I'm in the game for all it's worth
 Havin' shoot outs and bouts for clout and blocks of turf
 But I ain't got no "S" on my fuckin' chest
 Huh so instead I wear a bullet proof vest
 A nigga tests and I'm a check the fool I'm from the old school
 I take respect with a tool
 Do what I gotta to survive as long as I'm alive
 Cause I ain't fuckin' with no nine to five
 I'm slingin' bass

 Hook:
 "Bass" "More bass"

 Nickles, dimes, ounces keys
 20, 50 100 G's (x2)

 Verse 2:
 Yo shit is rollin' money comin' in thick
 Bitches like magnetics clingin' on my fuckin' dick
 But I'm after something greater
 Give me the money the power and the pussy come later
 Rollin' for self with wealth on the D.L.
 And now live well cause D.R.U.G. sell
 Hard as stone takin' over the projects
 Cashin' in multi million dollar mob checks
 The don of all dons
 A straight up brut quick to shoot with loot like Nicki Bonds
 Last punk that tried to stop me
 Went straight to the morgue motherfuck the autopsy
 You know what it was a slug in his mug
 But the punk niggas people told the Feds
 Now they knockin' at my door (get the fuck up c'mon)
 I'm butt naked in the bed with a whore
 Grab my drawers ran straight for the safe
 I flushed the drugs and threw the doe in the pillow case
 Grabbed my nine and broke for the window

 Girl:
 Naw I ain't jumpin'!

 Grand Daddy I.U.:
 Then turn yourself in hoe
 Cause I ain't goin' out like a chump
 I'm three storeies high but fuck it I gots to jump
 So here I come head first through the glass
 Hit the ground and bust my whole fuckin' ass
 Landin' hurt but still I kept runnin'
 I opened the car door quick and threw the gun in
 Drippin' blood from my hands and my knees
 Look under the seat for the fuckin' spare keys
 Cranked her up and peeled off
 Leavin' a fat trail of smoke as I broke the fuck north
 That's when I heard a gun blast
 Took a look back and seen the coppers dead smack on my black ass
 Rollin' two cars deep no time to sleep
 They had the bitch I was with in the backseat
 And you know the hoe tellin'
 Just got humped tryin' to front with her cunt smellin'
 I get vex and start to let off
 Three in a row tryin' to blow the old dirty snitch head off
 I caught the driver instead
 And opened his head went through the glass
 Car crash now they all dead
 Still one car behind me
 I got the doe in the back and my hand on my nine G
 So I starts to unload
 I put a slug in the engine and watch the whole shit explode
 Now that's the end of the chase
 You know where I'm headed to the motherfuckin' block slangin' bass
 Motherfucker

 Hook