Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Street Life, artist - Rick Ross. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Street Life |
| Ain’t nothin' but the street life |
| That’s money, cars and hoes |
| It’s the only life I chose |
| Street life, ain’t nothin' but the street life |
| They love they way I shine |
| This world is mine, all mine |
| Up early in the mornin', got gold in my eye |
| Got a .45 that’ll leave a hole in the sky |
| Sittin' at this table, why to take a soul for a guy |
| Music and the street life that’s a whole 'nother side |
| Hoes used to call me small time |
| My clothes ain’t know what to call mine |
| No logos or no tags in it |
| No polos 'til I started baggin' it |
| Way before my first key |
| My nigga E showed me |
| How to parlay a Z, good lookin' nigga |
| I know my mama pullin' overtime |
| Pocket full of dimes |
| So I’m out here pullin' mine |
| Ain’t nothin' but the street life |
| That’s money, cars and hoes |
| It’s the only life I chose |
| Street life, ain’t nothin' but the street life |
| They love they way I shine |
| This world is mine, all mine |
| You can’t close shop, not on my block |
| I’m 24/7 like IHOP |
| Came from the bottom to the skybox |
| Now a penthouse, you can call me Hi-Top |
| Hop up in the 40−40, got 'bout forty on me |
| Fifty grand in a band, I’mma roll it homie |
| Brick layin' cost 'bout another dub |
| Ten grand for a pound of the bubble bud |
| Twenty birds in a room down in Atlanta |
| I caught a bird, but the birds can’t buy a camper |
| Just an example, by an ex-trapper |
| Dress the coupe in the shoes, now that’s dapper |
| Ain’t nothin' but the street life |
| That’s money, cars and hoes |
| It’s the only life I chose |
| Street life, ain’t nothin' but the street life |
| They love they way I shine |
| This world is mine, all mine |
| Street life, sellin' dope, fuckin' hoes |
| Big E, smoke comin' outta nigga nose |
| Candy paintin' on the corner, sellin' everythin' |
| I’m on the move, I ain’t called mama in a couple days |
| This life and nothin' will ever change that |
| I love the game and we’ll never give the game back |
| We lost a lotta good niggas in the game |
| But in the game, all the good niggas get a name |
| I got a name, everybody don’t die the same |
| Like all dope don’t fly the same |
| M-I-Yayo, boy I buy them thangs |
| It’s like the people want me to come fly the plane |
| Ain’t nothin' but the street life |
| That’s money, cars and hoes |
| It’s the only life I chose |
| Street life, ain’t nothin' but the street life |
| They love they way I shine |
| This world is mine, all mine |
| Ain’t nothin' but the street life |
| That’s money, cars and hoes |
| It’s the only life I chose |
| Street life, ain’t nothin' but the street life |
| They love they way I shine |
| This world is mine, all mine |
| Ain’t nothin' but the street life |
| That’s money, cars and hoes |
| It’s the only life I chose |
| Street life, ain’t nothin' but the street life |
| They love they way I shine |
| This world is mine, all mine |