We own the street life
We own these streets all day and through the night
We run the street life, we run these streets all day and through the night
They want to put me down, tear me up, but I think I had enough
Tired of showing moves and charging for the amateurs
Do it in real life, do it for the cameras.
Vultures, with no style.
Ya’ll primitive, we hostile
I got a flow as cold as Moscow
With a ho that’s hotter than the top down
Yeah, we came too far to stop now
We own the street lights
We own these streets all day and through the night
We run the streelights, we run these streets all day and through the night
Cause I’m running out of time, need a little more space
Anxiety’s attacking and I don’t wanna wait
Got a date with fate and I can’t be late
And I know any day, it could be my last
Have them write on my tombstone “kiss my ass”
I’m same motherfucker from the back of the class,
Who be fucking your girl, and rapping for cash
Touring the world, leaving hotels trashed
We own the street life
We own these streets all day and through the night
We run the street life, we run these streets all day and through the night
No hall pass, we popping lockers
Ya’ll ni66as is slacking like you’re wearing dockers
You’re going to need some anesthesia and a pair of doctors
If you violate, my ni66a off your rocker
We own the night, patrol the streets,
Kick it so hard we should be wearing cleats
On Mount Olympus in a golden fleece,
Fear and loathing, my Mona Lisa
We own the street lights
We own these streets all day and through the night
We run the streelights, we run these streets all day and through the night
I know you walk like, talk like, imitate my whole life
Then try to act like everything is all right
Hashtag “FACTS” my ni66a no lie
I don’t trip unless I’m eating shrooms,
Or some good-ass-acid on a nice afternoon
Don’t kill my vibe or murder my groove
Pull the plug on this life I choose
I do it for the love and everyone in this room
Longitude, Latitude, I can see my whole world from this point of view
All these souls I have consumed, might affect my attitude
My apologies to you, if the last time we met I was rude
I’m the last of a dying breed, carry on my legacy
All that I ask is that you remember me
It was meant to be, I can feel this synergy, and all this positive energy
Red Bull and Hennessey, Pac would be proud
Pedal to the floor, ain’t nothing stopping us now
credits
from kNOw Tomorrow,
released March 3, 2017
Lyrics by: Ben Robey, Telli Federline, Mike Tucci
Music: Mike Tucci
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