Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Winnipeg's Most
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Pierson
Songwriter
Jamie Prefontaine
Songwriter
Tyler Rogers
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
My baby want me out the game, but I tell her this is all that I know
I coulda took a 9 to 5, but the hustle life is what I chose
My team need me on the streets, but my fam want me on the right road
And now the pressure building up, got me feeling like I'm 'bout to explode
[Verse 2]
Yeah
Out here, it don't feel like work
I'm an old D B, the new Dirt McGirt
I've been at it so long my skin's like leather
From the cold my bones and heart aches together
I'm a solider, I represent that two percent
Every tattoo on my body proves who I am
I'm a Winnipeg boy, that's who I am
And my name more feared than the ghost of Saddam
I'm a monster (Monster)
A 'Peg City vet
And the goonies, they soldiers, they ain't cadets
Go on, put 'em to the test, see who breathe their last breath
We the last man standing, and the last ones left
Streets is dangerous, life gets colder than snow
I told myself no more, but I can't let go
These streets is all that I know, these streets is owe
And if this rap don't work, player, guess where I'll go
[Verse 3]
My baby want me out the game, but I tell her this is all that I know
I coulda took a 9 to 5, but the hustle life is what I chose
My team need me on the streets, but my fam want me on the right road
And now the pressure building up, got me feeling like I'm 'bout to explode
[Verse 4]
Every time I leave my house, my girl say that she worried
She said she plagued by dreams of my casket being buried
But I'm moving fast through the flurry, money coming in a hurry
Plus I drink and smoke kush till my vision going blurry
Game got a funny way of pulling me back
Try to stay on the right side by making these tracks
Get away from the bad life and pushing them packs
But I'm addicted to the fast life, I gotta get stacks
I got this stress on my mind, I can't even go to sleep
Paranoid of the boys in blue, they stay up on the creep
So even though I'm free, I can't run wild on the streets
Cause I'm living on parole, my P O is holding the leash
I'm just tryna get my money, have my family living right
Make it through the dark till it's sunny and walk into the light
It'll probably never happen, but we doing alright
How you want me to leave the game, baby, this is my life
[Verse 5]
My baby want me out the game, but I tell her this is all that I know
I coulda took a 9 to 5, but the hustle life is what I chose
My team need me on the streets, but my fam want me on the right road
And now the pressure building up, got me feeling like I'm 'bout to explode
[Verse 6]
It's been a long time coming, spent a long time running
In the ghetto, and I love it, 'cause money making is nothing
My family is who I'm trusting, and nothing comes over hustling
Forty cal comes out when Brooklyn start busting
That nickel plated toy, and the puzzle was puzzling
I was bad to the bone, and I grew up with the munchies
And momma use to trip out about how much money kept coming
I had to watch my back 'cause my money kept doubling
And it was fast life, young cutties, and was nothing but clubbing
And it was five star hotels with the jacuzzi bubbling
And rather than lie, my people knew I was thugging
And rather than hate it, my momma, she learned to love it
[Verse 7]
My baby want me out the game, but I tell her this is all that I know
I coulda took a 9 to 5, but the hustle life is what I chose
My team need me on the streets, but my fam want me on the right road
And now the pressure building up, got me feeling like I'm 'bout to explode
Written by: Jamie Prefontaine, Tyler Rogers, William Pierson