[Intro:]
Young Chop on the beat
[Chorus: Booka600]
I'm related to the streets
No family, this shit for me
Just cost me out yo Ts
Just tell ’m preech and pray for me
Just tell 'm preech and pray for me
Just tell my granny pray for me
[Verse 1: Booka600]
Got the shells, for me, sure
Seen a nigga's face on a t-shirt
Gotta watch out who you lean on
Some goin act real hurt
Pettle to the floor, skrt
If they know it, skrt
Yeah, in the Benz, I’m sure
I'm from the land with Keef and Durk
Bandana ridin round, I'm frozen, boy
You die on the corner, sir, drinkin on that syrup
Live my life in a fast car
Steady drivin up the curb
That life with no bird
That life with no worrys
That life that's so perfect
My life, that's my worth
Young Chop on the beat
[Chorus: Booka600]
I'm related to the streets
No family, this shit for me
Just cost me out yo Ts
Just tell ’m preech and pray for me
Just tell 'm preech and pray for me
Just tell my granny pray for me
[Verse 1: Booka600]
Got the shells, for me, sure
Seen a nigga's face on a t-shirt
Gotta watch out who you lean on
Some goin act real hurt
Pettle to the floor, skrt
If they know it, skrt
Yeah, in the Benz, I’m sure
I'm from the land with Keef and Durk
Bandana ridin round, I'm frozen, boy
You die on the corner, sir, drinkin on that syrup
Live my life in a fast car
Steady drivin up the curb
That life with no bird
That life with no worrys
That life that's so perfect
My life, that's my worth
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