Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Streets Diary, artist - Yungeen Ace. Date of issue: 07.11.2019
Song language: English
Streets Diary |
| Aye look tho |
| Ain’t gon' lie |
| This that |
| Ay look, I’m the streets diary |
| Where we come from its straight violence |
| Nigga straight gunplay nigga straight jail nigga straight penitentiary |
| Only way out shit ain’t no light in the dark where we come from |
| Everything gon be alright (This for the falling soldiers) |
| Everything gon be alright (This for my one up in that cell) |
| Everything gon be alright (This one who jumped off that porch to early) |
| Everything gon be alright (The ones who trapped up in those trenches) |
| See this what happened to me |
| Came straight out them trenches, straight up out them slums |
| All I know is totin' guns |
| I ll blast an opp (that was for fun) |
| All my life I done struggled |
| I’ve been raised by my mother |
| Two bedrooms, seven brothers |
| Had to share with each other |
| Lifestyle in the Frigerator its nothin' to eat |
| We steady warming up noodles, on the floor where we sleep |
| Eviction notice on the door, we gotta leave in a week |
| My mama crying she on her knees, she don’t know where we gon sleep |
| So, I run grab the iron, and commit a robbery |
| Stick a nigga up, bills paid thanks all to me |
| Rob the plug plug |
| Got it straight up out the mud |
| Streetlife where I came from violence in the air |
| (Uhhhh) |
| Still violence in the air |
| (Uuuuh) |
| Everything gon be alright |
| Everything gon be alright (This for the falling soldiers) |
| Everything gon be alright (This for my one up in that cell) |
| Everything gon be alright (This one who jumped off that porch to early) |
| Everything gon be alright (The ones who trapped up in those trenches) |
| But I still got my gun on my left though |
| I remember a whole week eating leftovers |
| I got rich a couple nigga had got leftover |
| Cause I can tell when a nigga wanna stand over’em (aye) |
| Pull up in the faster car, ridin' with the baddest bitch |
| I Put her out the whip, cause she wasn’t with me when I ain’t had the shit |
| I know I beat the odds when I went to the hood |
| With chains and Rolex in LA with some models while Lil Joe still in the city |
| stepping |
| Sometimes it’s goin' to good, be thinking I’ma get a arrested |
| Bitch I mean what I say if I didn’t I wouldn’t had never said it |
| Money had got bigger filled my hood up with bigger weapons |
| I had made the honor role I was waiting for that long line |
| With your nigga and they passed on you |
| I give your homie Percocet to get the addy on you |
| They judge me on Instagram, they don’t know what I’m going through |
| It was wintertime when I told my mom we won’t lose |
| Everything gon be alright (This for the falling soldiers) |
| Everything gon be alright (This for my one up in that cell) |
| Everything gon be alright (This one who jumped off that porch to early) |
| Everything gon be alright (The ones who trapped up in those trenches) |