[Intro: T-Pain]
Yeah
Pizzle
Nappy Boy
Woo!
Yeah
Shout out to the streets, man

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
One day, I woke up and everything around me was broke up
Family couldn't handle me, so I go and smoke up
And go right back at sleeping dream
About bringing my folk up without the choker
Was I even ready for the hand I was dealt?
Was I even ready to the man that I be felt?
Gotta get on my grind let me tighten up my belt
Spit this shit from my heart, make the microphone melt
I grew up in the area where ain't nobody scared of ya
But when you hit the club
N***as watch and n***as scared as fuck
Don't nobody wanna be here but they got no choice
And everybody wanna be heard without a voice
If you don't speak up, I can't hear over these speakers
I did what I had to do and now I'm rocking Double Rolls Royce
But I wouldn't have it if it wasn't for the streets (streets)
And these motherfucking beats (yeah)
[Hook: T-Pain]
Man, I done held it in for too long, I miss my city
And all the motherfuckers that used to be cool with me
I was born and raised, made in pain
Lost in the game, insane
In the streets, dollar after dollar I'm spending
I never can forget out the beginning
Cause, n***a, I was born and raised
Made in pain, lost in the game, insane
In the streets

[Verse 2: Young Cash]
I never worked a nine to five, what do it feel like?
I run these streets getting money clutching that steel tight shit
So listen close, cause all I tell is the ghetto stories
Cause n***as die for nothing, so that stick is mandatory
Cause in the projects is no love, no heat, no rub
Ain't tryin' to be doctors and lawyers, just more thugs
And they ain't tryin' to buy the kids books, just more drugs
Tell them their future ain't right, they be like "So what?"
But who am I to try to point the finger
Cause I done sold everything under
The sun that y'all n***as can think of
And don't regret at all, because the streets saved me
But, Lord knows this ain't the road that my mama paved me
You get tired of looking over your shoulder
You get tired of your mama crying over and over
You gotta take the bad with the good though
Yeah I made it out, but I'm still in the hood though
[Hook: T-Pain]
Man, I done held it in for too long, I miss my city
And all the motherfuckers that used to be cool with me
I was born and raised, made in pain
Lost in the game, insane
In the streets, dollar after dollar I'm spending
I never can forget out the beginning
Cause, n***a, I was born and raised
Made in pain, lost in the game, insane
In the streets

[Interlude]
You looking really holy right now
Got a holy conversation for memory
Lord, let me forget all of the messed up stuff
That happened to me in my life
Memory won't let me forget all of the
Messed up places I've found myself in
And y'all looking at me straight
You act like you've never been in some messed-up stuff
Some messed up places, some messed up situations
Some messed up predicaments, you act like
You've never had some messed up relationship
Memory will not let me forget it

[Hook: T-Pain]
Man, I done held it in for too long, I miss my city
And all the motherfuckers that used to be cool with me
I was born and raised, made in pain
Lost in the game, insane
In the streets, dollar after dollar I'm spending
I never can forget out the beginning
Cause, n***a, I was born and raised
Made in pain, lost in the game, insane
In the streets