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Streets run deeper than ink,

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Streets run deeper than ink, Cash rules minds when they shrink, Every choice sittin’ right at the brink, Life’s a chessboard—move wrong and you sink. Yeah… the pressure come down with a whirr and a chop, Hear the helicopters hover every time that we drop. 🎤 It's goin’ down when the block yell loud like a pit fight, Sirens harmonizin’ with the gun smoke midnight. I stayed sharper than a switchblade fistfight, ‘Cause every handshake hides a venomous snakebite. Saw OGs fall apart when the drought hit, Saw youngins rise quick off a counterfeit outfit. Whole hood dance to a dangerous soundtrack, Tryna dodge feds circlin’ like they lookin’ for a snack. Life ain’t fair but the streets never claimed to be, It’s roulette played with bullets instead of currency. I walk steady on concrete that never forgave, My shadow carry secrets all the way to my grave. 🎙️ Streets run deeper than ink, Cash rules minds when they shrink, Every choice sittin’ right at the brink, Life’s a chessboard—move wrong and you sink. Yeah… the pressure come down with a whirr and a chop, Hear the helicopters hover every time that we drop. 10-dubble 0 Fuck all pigs and government officials yeeeeaaaaaa.... shout out to the homies doin time in the pen you know who you are !!!! love and respect..!!!!!!!