Fiend
The Streets Ain’t Safe
What up
Welcome to New Orleans
Where police are corrupt
And n***as with no money die at the ages between 15 and 21
But see me? I made up my mind a long time ago that I'd never fall into that
System
I'm a hustle till I get enough, then I'm a get out
But you know what? I got caught up. Started fiending for that shit
So now anything you sell, any corner you work for, remember that's my shit
I could take it from you any time I want to
As long as you know that, I won't have to make an example outta you
Remember, That's the words of Fiend

[Chorus]
I say the streets ain't safe I know I could be a goner
Tryin' to make a million dealin' around the corner
And n***a Fiend know one day he's gonna have to die
But What? n***a What?
And with my gat on my side, I'm still gonna be the baddest alive(alive)

I'm an automatic pistol bustin' He laughs, screamin' down to the haters
Caution his lies knowin' he gonna pay for it later
But Fiend...?...of bieng the baddest
Later On, Never to go, just mama command us
N***a no heat advantage, stay hustlin' livin for the day
Robbin' to the way in the allyway, that soldier ain't prayin'
Forgive me, I almost waited for my breed to help me
They won't doubt me so I'm a take somethin to get wealthy
Healthy, young, got a gun ain't afraid to lose it
This corner, I'm about to lose it. It's life I ain't choosin'
I was placed here, a n***a before me was erased here
Killa face fear but I plans to make and count cake here
Get down and show me you're Bout It Come and take what I took
That chef was paddin' the way you got the face of a crook
Project walls shook, until Fiend's Spirit rose in me
I chose to "G", Wait until the world get a load of me