Streets Saved Me

[Intro: T-Pain]

Yeah

Pizzle

Nappy Boy

Woo!

Yeah

Shout out to the streets, man

[Verse 1: T-Pain]

One day, I woke up and everything around me was broke up

Family couldn't handle me, so I go and smoke up

And go right back at sleeping dream

About bringing my folk up without the choker

Was I even ready for the hand I was dealt?

Was I even ready to the man that I be felt?

Gotta get on my grind let me tighten up my belt

Spit this shit from my heart, make the microphone melt

I grew up in the area where ain't nobody scared of ya

But when you hit the club

Niggas watch and niggas scared as fuck

Don't nobody wanna be here but they got no choice

And everybody wanna be heard without a voice

If you don't speak up, I can't hear over these speakers

I did what I had to do and now I'm rocking Double Rolls Royce

But I wouldn't have it if it wasn't for the streets (streets)

And these motherfucking beats (yeah)

[Hook: T-Pain]

Man, I done held it in for too long, I miss my city

And all the motherfuckers that used to be cool with me

I was born and raised, made in pain

Lost in the game, insane

In the streets, dollar after dollar I'm spending

I never can forget out the beginning

Cause, nigga, I was born and raised

Made in pain, lost in the game, insane

In the streets

[Verse 2: Young Cash]

I never worked a nine to five, what do it feel like?

I run these streets getting money clutching that steel tight shit

So listen close, cause all I tell is the ghetto stories

Cause niggas die for nothing, so that stick is mandatory

Cause in the projects is no love, no heat, no rub

Ain't tryin' to be doctors and lawyers, just more thugs

And they ain't tryin' to buy the kids books, just more drugs

Tell them their future ain't right, they be like "So what?"

But who am I to try to point the finger

Cause I done sold everything under

The sun that y'all niggas can think of

And don't regret at all, because the streets saved me

But, Lord knows this ain't the road that my mama paved me

You get tired of looking over your shoulder

You get tired of your mama crying over and over

You gotta take the bad with the good though

Yeah I made it out, but I'm still in the hood though

[Hook: T-Pain]

Man, I done held it in for too long, I miss my city

And all the motherfuckers that used to be cool with me

I was born and raised, made in pain

Lost in the game, insane

In the streets, dollar after dollar I'm spending

I never can forget out the beginning

Cause, nigga, I was born and raised

Made in pain, lost in the game, insane

In the streets

[Interlude]

You looking really holy right now

Got a holy conversation for memory

Lord, let me forget all of the messed up stuff

That happened to me in my life

Memory won't let me forget all of the

Messed up places I've found myself in

And y'all looking at me straight

You act like you've never been in some messed-up stuff

Some messed up places, some messed up situations

Some messed up predicaments, you act like

You've never had some messed up relationship

Memory will not let me forget it

[Hook: T-Pain]

Man, I done held it in for too long, I miss my city

And all the motherfuckers that used to be cool with me

I was born and raised, made in pain

Lost in the game, insane

In the streets, dollar after dollar I'm spending

I never can forget out the beginning

Cause, nigga, I was born and raised

Made in pain, lost in the game, insane

In the streets