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Through the eyes of the streets
it has so many stories to tell
life in the streets can be heaven or hell
some win some get defeated
some played by the rules and other people cheated
and every story has its reasons
loyalty and treason
when telling my story where do I begin
with my mother and father how she was beaten
and how her strength didn’t come until she would leave him
a single mother of 4 growing up poor
we use to sleep on the floor 
and as soon as the streets knocked
I ran straight out the door I was looking for more running wild as a juvenile with no guidance 
mad at the world and defiant
and I wasn’t afraid of shit cause I was born into violence 
(Chorus)through the eyes of the streets, so many stories to tell/life in the streets could be heaven or hell/some win some get defeated/ some play by the rules and other people cheated/ the streets, always have a story to tell/ and I’mma tell my story the only way I know how/ life can be heaven or hell/ imma tell my story the only way I know how

rap, trap,deep bass, r&b,auto tune