(feat. Scarface) 



[talking:] 

That's a set back, you know I'm saying man 

Lil' Red, way back in the motherfucking cut man 

Nigga was like shit nigga, I was like what come on man 



[Scarface:] 

Street lights are glowing, everyday's another struggle 

And moving slowly in silence, steady making sho' my hustle 

Is air tight, these city streets is hectic gotta get it here 

Tomorrow ain't a promise to me, so I don't live in fear 

I work until I touch it, stack it until I need it 

I spend it on what I want, re-up and that's when I bleed it 

The soldier could never see me, as being some'ing that's lesser 

A nigga straight out the gutter, murdered without a question 

Product of my surroundings, click it clack it and and down him 

All they know is he missing, but niggaz ain't never found him 

I'm sorry but still in yet, I don't live it on regrets 

I'm a motherfucking killer, for realer this ain't a threat 

I'm as gangsta as it gets, and my advice to you is live your life 

And never when niggaz might, hit you under city lights 

So get it right (never know) 

You never know when niggaz might, hit you under city lights get it right 



[Hook: x2] 

Lord forgive me, cause I know I ain't living right 

Still I gotta make some'ing happen, under them street lights 

But pay attention, let me show you what my life like 

You can get your days cut short, under them street lights 



[Yung Redd:] 

Them folks got me under the scope, cause I ain't living right 

Still I ain't the one to provoke, dog you get it right 

20 inch shoes when I cruise, under them city lights 

Careful with the road I choose, cause you can lose your life 

I'm praying and hoping, I never get caught in the moment 

Shot from a glock, that's smoking from not scoping 

When a nigga told me, you don't work you don't eat 

So I'm slanging thangs for cheap, where the streets lights meet 

And my pop, was a rolling stone 

15 I was grown, 16 I was holding my own 

Is it wrong to sell you a dream, or sell you a zone 

A long way from home, on this road I roam 

Still I'm po'ing the liquor, for niggaz who ain't with us 

Ery'body ain't a gangsta, every nigga ain't a killa 

Naw but them laws, couldn't tell ya the difference 

So pay attention, or find yourself locked in prison this ain't living man 



[Hook x2] 



[Lil Ron:] 

Years have passed, and shit in the hood getting drastic 

Two days ago, my homegirl got blasted 

That's tragic, happened right on my block 

I'm feeling paranoid, laws might run in my spot 

So I'm living low key, and them folks don't know me 

Slowly I ride through the city, stack mo' cheese 

Then I slide out, to the hideout and smoke on 

Haters watching, my chest is froze like a snow-cone 

But hold on, trash talking ain't my game 

Rather pimp me a dame, or switch lanes in a Range 

Peep this it ain't a secret, them laws ain't right 

They like to catch a late night, living the life 

That's why I'm on top of my game, always thinking twice 

Don't get it twisted, I still got a mean right 

But most of the time, my nigga I'm on chill 

It's real in the field, it's easy to get killed 



[Hook x2]