Lyrics In these streets – YBN Cordae
In these streets lyrics
There are many dangers
I still go out there
There are many fallen
But I’m still not scared
There are many times when trouble’s all around
In my street walkin’ down my street
In my street walkin’ down my street
[Verse 1: YBN Cordae]
Uh listen
Vivid descriptions no witness
Kids is the victim show business
Worry ’bout mindin’ your business
I swear this world is so vicious
What they know mm
What they know mm
What they know mm
Uh life can be grand life can be shitty
Life is what you make it never look for pity
Make excuses we do it the truest
Life is so beautiful and beautiful is music
Scream “Woe is me” niggas got their problems
Learn their lessons every day you just gotta solve ’em
Been through my bullshit it just make me strong
Please take me home gotta take so long
It’s okay to cry it’s better to laugh
Start a new beginning when you’re servin’ your past
Always put yourself first never in last
We tend to do that the pressure’s bad
I know better than most have a negative gross
And your cheddar’s low and your debt will explode
And your baby momma callin’ with the daily drama
So lately I been fallin’ make it ’till we ballin’
[Chorus: John Legend]
There are many dangers
I still go out there
There are many fallen
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But I’m still not scared
There are many times when trouble’s all around
In my street walkin’ down my street
In my street walkin’ down my street
[Verse 2: Nick Grant]
Show no love love’ll get you killed
Learn the trade it’s skill
Hard to bet the house on you niggas
We don’t know how you built
Peep gang no I can’t take losses
Still we sign contracts with the clauses
For the white man that rob us we get out the hood
Still the only way we leave in the coffin
I need more choices ridin’ with my dogs
Live from the Garden of Eden where evil survives through them all
Fans at the door nigga yeah you know the SWAT is the fly on the wall
Dope boy let the guys out the car
Everything is good until the sky start fallin’
Damn nigga even home ain’t safe
At the hands of police you can die in your yard
America is a cold game we sellin’ China for the low mane
Place dope in our hood now they tryna hit a nigga with the R.I.C.O
Like Calvin missin’ his rope chain damn you tough right
My skin color is the ninth wonder
Look a nigga dead in his eyes you can tell if he live if his eyes flutter
So might shoot a flower he might be ready to fly somethin’
Freedom
[Chorus: John Legend]
There are many dangers
I still go out there
There are many fallen
But I’m still not scared
There are many times when trouble’s all around
In my street walkin’ down my street
In my street walkin’ down my streettt