[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
[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 2: Lil Durk]
I’m tweekin off of these Perks
Falling out with family is worse
Off that ABC, move my mouth to my teath
Off that medisin, you done know I done seen worse
Police behind me, I get out that exit
When I didn’t have a car, there was no exit
If you not gang, bitch, get rejected
I have some niggas in Cali, call 'm up for protection
I walk around with my Ratchit, I can’t let that happen
When you famous, shit really don't matter
I had to go up a latter
Fell out with my dog, but we got better
Caught a gun chardg, it was dismissed
We spin the block, hoping we catch it
Smokin Cookie, off the percentage
You be tough talkin, nigga a gimic
Tell me what's up, nigga, no hittin
Only the family on my pendent
[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
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