Street Life

[Hook: Lloyd] Ain't nothin' but the street life That's money cars and hoes It's the only life I chose Street life , nothin' but the street life They love they way I shine This world is mine, all mine [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Up early in the morning, got gold in my eye Got a 4-5 that'll leave a hole in the sky Sittin at this table, why, to take this {?} Music and the street life that's a whole 'nother side (riiiight) 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 bag-gin' 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 [Hook] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] 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 [Hook] [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Street life, sellin' dope, fuckin' hoes Big E, smoke comin' outta nigga nose Candy paintin' on the corner, sellin' everything 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 [Hook] - 3X