Текст Kelly Rowland – Street Life

Intro
Ooh, lets go my baby daddy
Pulling up like aye girl lets go
Ooh, see I ain’t pushing that Caddy

Um, it’s so throwed go (so throwed)
So throwed (so throwed)
So throwed

Ooh, the hood ain’t ready
It’s the mentality of hate

Chorus
Coming from the street life we know it’s letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know don’t write no notes
It’s like parole with the time we’re facing

Bridge
Ain’t nobody gon help
Tryna survive themselves
Easy pops me the pill
The name of the game is money

Hook
The newspaper call it street life
The recession eat me alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe

Everybody round me tryna get to the money
Including me

Verse
Ooh, my best friend named Abby
Be up in and leave like waiter XO

Yeah, ‘cause life is so cold (so cold)
So cold (so cold)
And he’s foes go

You’re the truth is her mind ain’t ready
For what she got the next day

Chorus
Coming from the street life we know it’s letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know don’t write no notes
It’s like parole with the time we’re facing

Bridge
Ain’t nobody gon help
Tryna survive themselves
Easy pops me the pill
Mama didn’t raise no dummy

Hook
Headline reads the street life
The recession eats me 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)

Verse: Pusha T
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 don’t make me Obama
So don’t judge me by my jewelry please your honor
The persona of this dope dealing summertime
Top dropper wintertime
Fool ain’t fox rocker
Wooh! What it be like?
It’s just King Pusha and Kelly roll, giving you the street life
Brap!

Chorus
Coming from the street life we know it’s letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know don’t write no notes
It’s like parole with the time we’re facing

Bridge
Ain’t nobody gon help
Tryna survive themselves
Easy pops me the pill
Now the big shit fell here, funny

Hook
Tell Obama about the street life
The recession eat me alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe

Everybody round me tryna get to the money
Including me
Yeah, yeah, yeah,