Mama gone daddy gone
Been on my own
Not to mention being born like that I know ima die alone
Since the streets raised me
My fam couldn't save me
My mind sayin if I speak u niggaz should pay me
I got confirmation to take it to another level
I had a conversation only to see my brother was the devil
U know I praise the gods of trap
Sacrificed my skill to rob 4 da hustle but I kept the strap
Now my phone ringing
Doe swingin
Thankful 4 all the opportunities the hustle is bringin
Knowledge no cents but I had the will to last
No license but I got the drive to avoid a crash
Ppl used to say zoe u doing too much
Now u know what it look like when idgaf
Dis ain't game of thrones this the game of traps
Best believe we got that stone every time we serve a sack
Wait did I say game but that don't mean we playin
Jus in it 4 the change if you know what i'm sayin
To keep it G if you really know me
Then u know 10 toes is the least I can be
I hear the money music ringing in my ears
Weekend at Bernie's the shit make me dance wit no fear
May u spring at me and nigga its over
I'll make ya ass fall like the month of October
Mama gone daddy gone
Been on my own
Not to mention being born like that I know ima die alone
Since the streets raised me
My fam couldn't save me
My mind sayin if I speak u niggaz should pay me
I got confirmation to take it to another level
I had a conversation only to see my brother was the devil
U know I praise the gods of trap
Sacrificed my skill to rob 4 da hustle but I kept the strap
In a league with the pros
Dats intrigued by my flows
And dey c Zoe keep it G everywhere he go
The hustle don't stop
Til the casket door drop
Only got 1 spot
But it boom the whole block
I've shed so many tears
Bled so many years
My dreads realer than my peers
And now the feds got me duckin fears
I'm tryna trade federal chances
4 cash advances
Words bound to move the masses
Once i'm highly demanded
Do these haters like my joint and burn'em til they vanish
F*ck niggaz took a seat 4 da lesson cuz they couldn't stand it
Started building bandwagons since the ship was abandoned
Ain't no need to flex nigga dats on some man shit
Nothing against on how u other niggaz live
I jus pity da fool dat had it better than other kids
When u see me be sure to take a word from the wise
And realize real eyes from the street life
Mama gone daddy gone
Been on my own
Not to mention being born like that I know ima die alone
Since the streets raised me
My fam couldn't save me
My mind sayin if I speak u niggaz should pay me
I got confirmation to take it to another level
I had a conversation only to see my brother was the devil
U know I praise the gods of trap
Sacrificed my skill to rob 4 da hustle but I kept the strap
Zoe King - Street Life Lyrics
Zoe King - Street Life Lyrics
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Mama gone daddy gone
Been on my own
Not to mention being born like that I know ima die alone
Since the streets raised me
My fam couldn't save me
My mind sayin if I speak u niggaz should pay me
I got confirmation to take it to another level
I had a conversation only to see my brother was the devil
U know I praise the gods of trap
Sacrificed my skill to rob 4 da hustle but I kept the strap
Now my phone ringing
Doe swingin
Thankful 4 all the opportunities the hustle is bringin
Knowledge no cents but I had the will to last
No license but I got the drive to avoid a crash
Ppl used to say zoe u doing too much
Now u know what it look like when idgaf
Dis ain't game of thrones this the game of traps
Best believe we got that stone every time we serve a sack
Wait did I say game but that don't mean we playin
Jus in it 4 the change if you know what i'm sayin
To keep it G if you really know me
Then u know 10 toes is the least I can be
I hear the money music ringing in my ears
Weekend at Bernie's the shit make me dance wit no fear
May u spring at me and nigga its over
I'll make ya ass fall like the month of October
Mama gone daddy gone
Been on my own
Not to mention being born like that I know ima die alone
Since the streets raised me
My fam couldn't save me
My mind sayin if I speak u niggaz should pay me
I got confirmation to take it to another level
I had a conversation only to see my brother was the devil
U know I praise the gods of trap
Sacrificed my skill to rob 4 da hustle but I kept the strap
In a league with the pros
Dats intrigued by my flows
And dey c Zoe keep it G everywhere he go
The hustle don't stop
Til the casket door drop
Only got 1 spot
But it boom the whole block
I've shed so many tears
Bled so many years
My dreads realer than my peers
And now the feds got me duckin fears
I'm tryna trade federal chances
4 cash advances
Words bound to move the masses
Once i'm highly demanded
Do these haters like my joint and burn'em til they vanish
F*ck niggaz took a seat 4 da lesson cuz they couldn't stand it
Started building bandwagons since the ship was abandoned
Ain't no need to flex nigga dats on some man shit
Nothing against on how u other niggaz live
I jus pity da fool dat had it better than other kids
When u see me be sure to take a word from the wise
And realize real eyes from the street life
Mama gone daddy gone
Been on my own
Not to mention being born like that I know ima die alone
Since the streets raised me
My fam couldn't save me
My mind sayin if I speak u niggaz should pay me
I got confirmation to take it to another level
I had a conversation only to see my brother was the devil
U know I praise the gods of trap
Sacrificed my skill to rob 4 da hustle but I kept the strap
Been on my own
Not to mention being born like that I know ima die alone
Since the streets raised me
My fam couldn't save me
My mind sayin if I speak u niggaz should pay me
I got confirmation to take it to another level
I had a conversation only to see my brother was the devil
U know I praise the gods of trap
Sacrificed my skill to rob 4 da hustle but I kept the strap
Now my phone ringing
Doe swingin
Thankful 4 all the opportunities the hustle is bringin
Knowledge no cents but I had the will to last
No license but I got the drive to avoid a crash
Ppl used to say zoe u doing too much
Now u know what it look like when idgaf
Dis ain't game of thrones this the game of traps
Best believe we got that stone every time we serve a sack
Wait did I say game but that don't mean we playin
Jus in it 4 the change if you know what i'm sayin
To keep it G if you really know me
Then u know 10 toes is the least I can be
I hear the money music ringing in my ears
Weekend at Bernie's the shit make me dance wit no fear
May u spring at me and nigga its over
I'll make ya ass fall like the month of October
Mama gone daddy gone
Been on my own
Not to mention being born like that I know ima die alone
Since the streets raised me
My fam couldn't save me
My mind sayin if I speak u niggaz should pay me
I got confirmation to take it to another level
I had a conversation only to see my brother was the devil
U know I praise the gods of trap
Sacrificed my skill to rob 4 da hustle but I kept the strap
In a league with the pros
Dats intrigued by my flows
And dey c Zoe keep it G everywhere he go
The hustle don't stop
Til the casket door drop
Only got 1 spot
But it boom the whole block
I've shed so many tears
Bled so many years
My dreads realer than my peers
And now the feds got me duckin fears
I'm tryna trade federal chances
4 cash advances
Words bound to move the masses
Once i'm highly demanded
Do these haters like my joint and burn'em til they vanish
F*ck niggaz took a seat 4 da lesson cuz they couldn't stand it
Started building bandwagons since the ship was abandoned
Ain't no need to flex nigga dats on some man shit
Nothing against on how u other niggaz live
I jus pity da fool dat had it better than other kids
When u see me be sure to take a word from the wise
And realize real eyes from the street life
Mama gone daddy gone
Been on my own
Not to mention being born like that I know ima die alone
Since the streets raised me
My fam couldn't save me
My mind sayin if I speak u niggaz should pay me
I got confirmation to take it to another level
I had a conversation only to see my brother was the devil
U know I praise the gods of trap
Sacrificed my skill to rob 4 da hustle but I kept the strap
Writer: Anthony Belizaire
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