STREET X INDUSTRY

I can't miss the streets in the industry, but that's what they taught me
I'm sporting my Chanel with Celine, big drip like Fivio Foreign
The streets taught me we don't have nothing in common
Had to go rise the crime rate in London
Cause that's what they taught me
Mainstream, still stepping with gunmen, cause that's what they taught me
In this penthouse, but it once was a bunk bed, and that didn't afford me
Yo, G-Lux and Trey two spins broski yeah spin a gun, OG
After the chase from gun feds, imagine they caught me

Tell me if you seen a parade in your city, had the whole borough huming
All it took was a auto on auto, had half of the borough fuming
Before rap had a bando booming, there was an answer for music
And a brick as well, it was getting confusing
Really sat down with a plug and a A&R, and the plug had more to give
Music link in my bio still, I felt more legit
Knew my time was coming, but until then man the lines were running
Had to move the press
I was walking 'round with a plate like a Chinese buffet
Still where the savages step, and I'm still managing, yes
It was gallery courts, now it's gallery death, I still got my hammer on deck
Ran out of .38 autos, none om south, got 'em from the west like Sheck
Go with a 4, bro bring the broom out too for the extra mess
Still good in the kitchen, good with the Smith &
Fill up the dinger we Tokyo drifting
No disclaimer, turned him a gamer, had on himthe floor just twitching
Bad B but posh, ask me what does it mean when you're smoking opps

I can't miss the streets in the industry, but that's what they taught me
I'm sporting my Chanel with Celine, big drip like Fivio Foreign
The streets taught me we don't have nothing in common
Had to go rise the crime rate in London
Cause that's what they taught me
Mainstream, still stepping with gunmen, cause that's what they taught me
In this penthouse, but it once was a bunk bed, and that didn't afford me
Yo, G-Lux and Trey two spins broski yeah spin a gun, OG
After the chase from gun feds, imagine they caught me

Fletcher taught me to trap, KP taught me about whaps
Yo, shh got shot in the back, wonder which dumb older taught him to lack
Funny how I've never been to ATL, but Future taught me to rap
Remember days out and I had to whip
They washed up the food then they sold me the pack
Got these pyrex bowl full of crack
I'm feeling like Dr. Doolittle, 'cause I knew how to talk to the cats
I tried flick on the shorty from way back when
She ain't wanna come talk to me back
See me in Dubai in the supercar, now she's one of the hoes in the back
Ain't it ironic, I just can't have a beef with the nine, I'm honest
'Cause I don't do internet beef
And the score on the streets been being shambolic
I see bro rise up the four door truck, floor the hot spot to the hydraulics
It's a shame that certain man don't live by the gun
But you still have to go die from it
I'm just being modest
Made my first ten stack, I always knew I was gonna add commas
These new players, shop and go be on IG
They ain't notorious like Christopher Wallace (no)
Was tryna catch nothing but Ms
Now it's nothing but Ms if I sit in the office
A long way from school, they sat in the principal's office

I can't miss the streets in the industry, but that's what they taught me
I'm sporting my Chanel with Celine, big drip like Fivio Foreign
The streets taught me we don't have nothing in common
Had to go rise the crime rate in London
Cause that's what they taught me
Mainstream, still stepping with gunmen, cause that's what they taught me
In this penthouse, but it once was a bunk bed, and that didn't afford me
Yo, G-Lux and Trey two spins broski yeah spin a gun, OG
After the chase from gun feds, imagine they caught me