Lil Wayne — Street Life

[Verse 1] Comin' home when your Daddy go to work Three phones and my pagers go berzerk I'm talkin' birds like Dooney and Bourke I'm talkin' work, enough to make you a clerk Rubber bands, hard plates (what else?) big spoons That whip got the plug out in mid June Early July, I'm early like the bird that fly Even Martin got a piece of that pie I Eddie Murphy laugh at nigga, throw that piece in the sky Drop the top on the Mercy, and bench streets with my tires Make it dance like Percy, kids they on the sidewalk Used to stash weed in my momma's Buick Skylark I talk only full prices, negotiation Rumination, fuck the police station And if you got any association, then murder all close relation Street life [Verse 2] Grocery bags on the counter, no grocery store Couldn't fit a half a mil in the Gucci tote Hit the lights, watch the roaches say "good night" Stomp twice, say goodbye to the mice Cook nice with a little bit of slice And watch them dope fiends put that fire to that ice Surely that dog's tail wag, it will bite Man I'm just trynna get my scratch on these lice When I was young, I had a flag on my bike And then I went and got them mags on my bike Momma don't wait up for me, I lost a bundle runnin' from the cops Gotta get that makeup money, hey I say I gotta get Nae-Nae lunch money I say I gotta get Nae-Nae lunch money It's Hollygrove till they bury me cold Who's to say if they gon' bury me old? I live that street life [Verse 3] Back to the struggle, born trouble Like trynna find strength in a torn muscle Young as scum, Daddy gone But youngin' run the streets till he pull the gun Pull they arm, all-all black hoodie on Talibon strapped with the gat like a bomb Red storm, handkerchief head on Fuck around and them bees swarm, be calm Better know what street you on Don't you come on Eagle, are you Evel Knievel? Crackheads got pipes and pistols Now run up on that crackhead and fight the pistol This is the street, nigga eat Where the birds don't tweet, the birds go cheap And niggas don't sleep, you may have heard of MLK But I know a gang of niggas with they own street Street life