In These Streets

[Chorus: John Legend] There are many dangers I still go out there There are many fallen But I'm still not scared There are many times when trouble's all around In my street, walkin' down my street In my street, walkin' down my street [Verse 1: YBN Cordae] Uh, listen Vivid descriptions, no witness Kids is the victim, show business Worry 'bout mindin' your business I swear this world is so vicious What they know, mm What they know, mm What they know, mm Uh, life can be grand, life can be shitty Life is what you make it, never look for pity Make excuses, we do it, the truest Life is so beautiful, and beautiful is music Scream, "Woe is me," niggas got their problems Learn their lessons every day, you just gotta solve 'em Been through my bullshit, it just make me strong Please take me home, gotta take so long It's okay to cry, it's better to laugh Start a new beginning when you're servin' your past Always put yourself first, never in last We tend to do that, the pressure's bad I know better than most, have a negative gross And your cheddar's low, and your debt will explode And your baby momma callin' with the daily drama So lately, I been fallin', make it 'till we ballin' [Chorus: John Legend] There are many dangers I still go out there There are many fallen But I'm still not scared There are many times when trouble's all around In my street, walkin' down my street In my street, walkin' down my street [Verse 2: Nick Grant] Uh Show no love, love'll get you killed Learn the trade, it's skill Hard to bet the house on you niggas We don't know how you built Peep gang, no, I can't take losses Still, we sign contracts with the clauses For the white man that rob us, we get out the hood Still, the only way we leave, in the coffin I need more choices, ridin' with my dogs Live from the Garden of Eden, where evil survives through them all Fans at the door, nigga, yeah, you know the SWAT is the fly on the wall Dope boy, let the guys out the car Everything is good until the sky start fallin' Damn nigga, even home ain't safe At the hands of police, you can die in your yard America is a cold game, we sellin' China for the low mane Place dope in our hood, now they tryna hit a nigga with the R.I.C.O Like Calvin missin' his rope chain, damn, you tough, right My skin color is the ninth wonder Look a nigga dead in his eyes, you can tell if he live if his eyes flutter So might shoot a flower, he might be ready to fly somethin' Freedom [Chorus: John Legend] There are many dangers I still go out there There are many fallen But I'm still not scared There are many times when trouble's all around In my street, walkin' down my street In my street, walkin' down my street