(Intro)

Ok

You already know who the fuck this is nigga

It’s Phat Rob my nigga

I just got one question

Tell me why the streets cold my nigga

Shit get crazy out here, yeah

I don’t know man, I don’t know

I’m about to just talk about, ok

(Verse)

I’m in a Honda, opened up like a pair of chanclas

You said you did your business, when? Nigga please, remind us

I’m a drug dealer’s Benz, you a narc’s Impala

You the weakest crack coke, I’m the hardest ganja

Smoking niggas, mind blowing go and open niggas

Spoken words hold heat, like a holster nigga

So stop playing with the kid it’s no Toy Story

I’ll have them shaking in their Asics like a ghost story

It’s back to basics, back to facing my old stories

I’m gassed in racing, need racks for chasing cause hoes bore me

These hoes ain’t shit, these hoes they slick, I’m sorry

Getting cheddy, tell these niggas eat how it go for me

Cause if you can’t break bread, nigga you fake than

Play in the spot, gated in like a play pen

2015 the spot has been taken

2016 stay tuned, it’s been reserved, you’ll see my face then

(Hook)

Tell me why the streets cold in the summer time

For another time, another grind’ll get the sun to shine

These actor’s hating, fabricating for an application

For an option to be passing straight in, then their mother dies

Tell me why the streets cold nigga

Tell me why the streets cold, tell me why the streets cold nigga

Tell me why the streets cold nigga

Tell me why the streets cold, tell me why the streets cold nigga

(Verse)

Tell me why my streets bold nigga

Young face but got the brains, and the soul of a old nigga

You don’t know the rules on this road nigga

If you addicted, don’t play, watch what you say on the phone nigga

Cause that’ll get your ass gone nigga

Break bones, leave your family crying cause they’re alone nigga

Tell them you lost your way home nigga

She’s on the news screaming out, “please let my bae home nigga”

Nah, but that was your fault for thing that you grown nigga

Tu eres nada, no respecta, nothing shown nigga

For survival you gotta unbottle your dome nigga

Open up your mind, or your mind could get blown nigga

No nigga, this the hood, that you shouldn’t roam nigga

See the chrome trigger in the Jacktown zone nigga

Get your wig pushed back, like a comb nigga

Wrong nigga, got your ass stuck like a stone nigga

(Hook)

Tell me why the streets cold in the summer time

For another time, another grind’ll get the sun to shine

These actor’s hating, fabricating for an application

For an option to be passing straight in, then their mother dies

Tell me why the streets cold nigga

Tell me why the streets cold, tell me why the streets cold nigga

Tell me why the streets cold nigga

Tell me why the streets cold, tell me why the streets cold nigga