From the block to the top
Only thing that changed now
Is we ain't runnin' out of stock
Use to beg mom dukes for lunch money
Honies used to run from me
When pockets was dust bunnies
Is when done came up and conquered
Even the future lookin' bonkers from Compton to Yonkers
Though them gangstas grill
I tell "˜em keep that drama away
They launchin' out straights
I'm tryin' not to get sprayed
Whether it's spitter or a quitter behind the trigger
Approachin' his prey his eyes bigger
Won't stop to consider what's right or wrong
Because it's hard liquor that's inside his liver
But that's just daily routine
The streets is couped fiends
Whether the hoops or the booth
Better choose the right scheme
Cause you can think you cool wit yo nice things
Get wiped cleaned for ice cream when the lights beam
Traded in my Nikes for a new mic
He sold soles for his new life
Like they were tryna blind us
But we know the true designer
They didn't wanna see us find the diviners
Up day and night on the regular
Like she want me reach my aims in life
So I'm shootin' for my dreams
Hit the booth and it boost my esteem
The Pro Era crew recruitin'
And them fiends by the boat load
Nigga caught a wave and now he surfin' coastal
But they say that music dope though
Fuck it that's how its supposed to go
These bloggers too emotional
Until labels start Interscopin' you
And I'll be chillin' where I lay
Cause I rather see the top
Than to be livin' where I lay
And Ballaes in my cordelini they try to
You through my beenie, wish you well
But that's just daily routine
The streets is couped fiends
Whether the hoops or the booth
Better choose the right scheme
Cause you can think you cool wit yo nice things
Get wiped cleaned for ice cream when the lights beam