i got street sense wouldnt pay a bitch three cents strapped yeah i play defense cause i got street sense in the hood on some g shit where everybody pay cheap rent better have street sense street sense street sense street sense street sense street sense out here you aint gonna be shit if you aint got street sense my rubber bands is conceited my pistol dont like nobody my bullets aint got no names keep a stick but i dont play hockey i move with movers and shakers theyre serious about their paper they loyal they not no traitors theyll shut you down like a breaker better not get out of line check a hoe like a nike sign ghetto passll never decline ghetto passll never decline check a hoe like a nike sign id pull a sofa up in the middle of magazine street and recline never drop a dime never tell never talk do the crime do the time thats the way i was taught theyll rob and theyll kill you over some dank materialistic shit can be replaced but lives caint i try to talk to the youngsters play my position give them o g game and wisdom but none of em wanna listen just a few and if you gon grow up to be an o g too you gotta know that sucka shit contagious like the flu biatch i got street sense wouldnt pay a bitch three cents strapped yeah i play defense cause i got street sense in the hood on some g shit where everybody pay cheap rent better have street sense street sense street sense street sense street sense street sense out here you aint gonna be shit if you aint got street sense real got strippers on the bed they taking naps hand on the pack other hand on the strap just to wake up to some money in the trap and go hop in the box chevy with the slap ay and we dont slap five we give dap i can get you hit with a finger snap if you ask me favorite out all my hats id probably have to say my thinking cap hand is on my lap in case i gotta blast and i keep at least a half a tank of gas cannabis card on me but my grass is in a turkey bag finna keep it real id probably cop a new prius before a jag cause im all about the cash man muhfuck some swag hoe i got class that aint got a price tag say he looking for a lick cause he need some bread bad imma fall back automatic red flag  i got street sense wouldnt pay a bitch three cents strapped yeah i play defense cause i got street sense in the hood on some g shit where everybody pay cheap rent better have street sense street sense street sense street sense street sense street sense out here you aint gonna be shit if you aint got street sense street sale spots all looking like the wire riding with the hammer even though i got priors choose up cheese on the plug baby shoutout to my buyers bitches call me kevin gates nigga i dont get tired in the streets every day wishing that i had a helmet i dont know who i could trust it seem like everybody selfish nigga play me close i swear to god he getting melted the homie he a shooter he got bodies man he careless got a old soul man my game from the 80s you cant get three cent everything is on the ladies she went and bought a beamer she bought me a mercedes all i know is money and i get it on the daily all i scream is pay me cash is the motto and if you aint got it then a nigga on the throttle i got too much street sense and i was laced from the womb a step ahead of the game cant pull a jack move i got street sense wouldnt pay a bitch three cents strapped yeah i play defense cause i got street sense in the hood on some g shit where everybody pay cheap rent better have street sense street sense street sense street sense street sense street sense out here you aint gonna be shit if you aint got street sense