Streets Keep Callin’ Me

[Verse 1: E-40]
Uh, sometimes I wonder was I planned, maybe (Maybe)
Or was I a accident, mayne, a oops baby? (A oops baby?)
No disrespect to my mother
But at times I wish my daddy used a rubber
My family and relatives try to say I need to stop what I'm doing and come to church
But when they need to borrow some money, they ask me first
Used to be the rustiest, filthiest dirty spoon in the sink
Now all the broads wanna gimme that hot wet pink
Tryna get my ones up, pockets fat like the blob
Pull up on the ave with ridiculous throb
Slappin' Click shit, mayne, that old school mob
Three 12's in the trunk doing its job
If you look carefully in my pupils you'll find
Misery and triumph, the struggle and hard times
I come from a broken home, same clothes for weeks
Couldn't find love at home, so I found it on the streets, uh

[Chorus: Buddy Slim, E-40]
Oh, now they got me in the streets again (Streets again)
I'm always on repeat again (Repeat again)
Gotta get back up on my feet again (Feet again)
I'm jumping right back in, they be callin' me
Like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey
The streets, they be callin' me
Like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey
(I'm out, I'm out)

[Verse 2: E-40]
How come all the bad ones live forever (Forever)
And the good ones gotta die (Die)
Death is like onions, it'll make you cry, uh (Cry)
Me and the coca plant game got a love-hate relationship
(What you wanna do?)
I wanna quit her, but I got a hella bills and shit (Bills and shit?)
So I stick with her, and milk the hell up out that bitch (Out that bitch)
She's a ripper, hella my dudes done fucked that bitch (Fucked that bitch)
That they kissed her, all in her mouth and coochie lips (Coochie lips)
I'm a fixture, even though in my mind that I'm lightweight broke
In my mind I got hope
In my mind, she is my soulmate, should I break up or elope? (Elope)
In my brain, she my dame, mayne, but I don't want her no more (No more)
In my brain, it's a shame, mayne, but I don't wanna be poor, uh (Wanna be poor)
Now that's a eye opener, a nail biter, a head scratcher (A head scratcher)
A light bulb, a question mark, a mind boggler (A mind boggler)
A dice roll, a crap shoot, a coin tosser
A hair riser, a card shuffle, a jaw dropper

[Chorus: Buddy Slim, E-40]
Oh, now they got me in the streets again (Streets again)
I'm always on repeat again (Repeat again)
Gotta get back up on my feet again (Feet again)
I'm jumping right back in, they be callin' me
Like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey
The streets, they be callin' me
Like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey
(I'm out, I'm out)

[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko]
My mouthpiece make transactions
I keep a pistol real close, never know when shit can happen
A triflin' bitch pillow talking, now we in some action
Soft as teddy bears, y'all done kill the player fashion
Hoods turn on each other, man, that's on my life (On my life)
I gave a bum a five, he told me "Keep the hope alive"
I slide off in the S looking like a few grand, Hands red, blood money done flowed through these hands
Stackin' my green, vegetable bands (Vegetable bands)
Raised with hoodlums patience thin as a grain of sand (Grain of sand)
Been a man since my mom passed away on me, homie
Rocking diamond chains make the haters wanna smash on me

[Chorus: Buddy Slim, E-40]
Oh, now they got me in the streets again (Streets again)
I'm always on repeat again (Repeat again)
Gotta get back up on my feet again (Feet again)
I'm jumping right back in, they be callin' me
Like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey
The streets, they be callin' me
Like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey, like hey
(I'm out, I'm out)