[Chorus: RISSA & YG]

Made up my mind, I'm leaving this time

Without you

Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets alone

All of those times, I'll leave them behind

Without you

Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets alone

And now I feel the breeze in my hair

[Verse 1: YG]

Somebody pray for me

'Cause the streets play for keeps

In love with this life but it's hatin' me

Blicky tucked, can't no nigga play with me

You would've thought the money would be changin' me

Stuck in between keep thuggin' and let it go

If I let it go, shit, that's probably how I'ma go

If I keep thuggin', that's more time with the bros

But thug for too long and that's jail time and funerals

You know the streets love nobody

But I can't stay in the house, I'm not no homebody

And when the beef is on, who gon' go about me?

I know my 4Hunnids for sure got me

Thuggin' with a heart, I be slidin' to Drake

Livin' life, lookin' over my shoulder, gotta hide my face

How many more contributions I gotta make?

How many more bullet wounds I gotta take?

[Chorus: RISSA & YG]

Made up my mind, I'm leaving this time

Without you

Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets alone

All of those times, I'll leave them behind

Without you

Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets alone

And now I feel the breeze in my hair

[Verse 2: YG]

I got too many dead homies

Too many locked up in the fed homies

Too many pill head, med homies

Pull the trigger before they fight like a man homies, damn

Goddamn, homie, family horrified 'cause I glorify the streets

Million dollar nigga, why I'm orchestratin' a beef?

Niggas turn to rats, phone tapped, it's deep

Lifestyle chaotic, I ain't never knowin' peace

I'm tryna figure out at which point this shit is old?

I'm tryna tell myself, I made this far, a nigga gold

The opps can't take my life, they wanna see it fold

I'm tryna see my kids live their whole life, see 'em old

Don't let my past life affect future goals

The street life be fuckin' up my household

I gotta put my babymom before my bros

Plan B's 'cause I'm nuttin' in all my hoes

[Chorus: RISSA & YG]

Made up my mind, I'm leaving this time

Without you

Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets alone

All of those times, I'll leave them behind

Without you

Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets alone

And now I feel the breeze in my hair

The wind in my sail

Got no reasons to care

'Cause I'm without you

Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets alone