Lyrics:

Uh, leggo my baby daddy
Pullin up like leggo leggo
Uh, see I aint pushin that Caddy
We never leavin this place

Um, its all go (its all go)
Its all go (its all go)
So go go

Uh, the hood aint ready
Its the mentality of hate

Coming from the street life we know its letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know dont write no notes
Its like parole with the time were facing

Aint nobody gon help
Its a bottom feel
Easy pops me the pill
Think of the game, his mammy

Tell a bum about the street life
No exception, he be alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe

Everybody round me tryna get to the money
We couldnt leave

Uh, my best friend aint happy
We up and leave like waiter XO
Uh, and she be rollin that paddy
And put the longest snakes

Yea cause love is so cold (so cold)
So cold (so cold)
And hes foes go

Youre the truth so mine aint ready
But what she got the next day

Coming from the street life we know its letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know dont write no notes
Its like parole with the time were facing

Aint nobody gon help
Its a bottom feel
Easy pops me the pill
Mama didnt waste no timing

Tell a bum about the street life
No exception, he be alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe

Everybody round me tryna get to the money
(We just tryna get to the money)

This for my niggas with them full baby mamas
Ceiling full of commas
Saving your receipts because she never keep a promise
This presidential Rollie dont make me Obama
So dont judge me by my jewelry please your honor
The persona of this dope dealin summertime
Top dropper wintertime
Fool aint fox rocker
Wooh! What it be like?
Its king pushin Kelly roll, giving you the street life
Brap!

Coming from the street life we know its letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know dont write no notes
Its like parole with the time were facing

Aint nobody gon help
Its a bottom feel
Easy pops me the pill
Now the big shit fell here, funny

Tell a bum about the street life
No exception, he be alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe

Everybody round me tryna get to the money
Including me
Yea yea yea