Streets On Fire (Explicit)

Streets On Fire (Explicit) - Boosie Badazz

From the corners

All the streets have fallen

I picked upon and grew a rose

I take the wildlife around Earth

And the book about her

Past has surely closed

No no one

No one thought I would make it

Violence and paper chasing

Supposed to be dead I'm just

Glad god had his patience

Broken relations cuz this

Rose turned into a flower

Trained to survive and learned

All my surrounding

Look at my eyes the wildlife divines me

Everyday is a hustle

So having nothing reminds me

That papa couldn't blame me

Fans never mind me

Something gifing grew up hoping

Puff will sign me

In time deep but who turn me

They understand me

I didn't win every fight

But a ni**a never ran me

Momma looking at me and smiled bright

Cuz it's over now

What's over now

Pyrex and baking soda pops

50 for a rollie watch

No more corner no more tryna hide

I get what I want

And I can give a real ni**a diploma

In the streets the real ni**a Obama

Just took a different role

A place that's called

That's not far from the corner store

The corner

From the corners

All the streets have fallen

I picked upon and grew a rose

I take the wildlife around Earth

And the book about her

Past has surely closed

Family hurtin' and I got tired of that sh*t

So I got off my a** and tried to get rich

Boosie got 99 problems and 5 of a b**ch

Cuz I got 5 baby mommas

With 5 different personalities

Blame for cold casualties corner talk

Stuck in a place where them real

Niggas walk the corner

But first your love hanging

Then slangin'

He needs love and fear love

You start banging

Music game changing

But Boosie ain't changing

Features with the stars

But my music still gangsta

It's for my niggas on the corners

Hoping they get famous

With no gunshot wounds and leave pain

Please help them lord

All the sh*t we see we deserve

To get a blessing lord

Look at me a G I make the

Whole world press record

For that little boy I give hope

Just stop selling d**e

And put that mic to its mouth and rap

And make it off that corner

From the corners

All the streets have fallen

I picked upon and grew a rose

I take the wildlife around Earth

And the book about her

Past has surely closed