Street Life Lyrics - Future The Artist

Intro (when song starts) 

Make you feel good don't it, make you wanna dance! Ha Lets go. Future, Wick-it. The grind don't slow, nu uh, said the grind don't slow naw. Uh uh the grind don't slow. Street life baby 

Chorus 

I play the street life 

Because there's no place I can go 

Street life 

It's the only life I know 

Street life 

And there's a thousand cards to play 

Street life 

Until you play your life away 

Verse 1 

I play this hard knock card I was given 

Minimum living from the wages to the food in the kitchen 

Can't leave this social class once you born in it 

Unless you above the percentage and the statistics 

No suburbs for po Futuro 

Instead Gary, Indiana streets what I was raised on 

But no sad song, life goes on 

Keep it moving, everyday grind don't slow, no 

Ha Daddy said school teach everything 

But it take a different classroom to learn hustling 

Like dead broke, bank account negative 

Do some shady things not to have em kick you out your crib 

I done done alot to get my paper up 

Dime bags out the backpack, tapes out the trunk 

Now its Louis bag, Gucci with my collar up 

But street life apart of me forever no matter what 

Fytch! 

Chorus 

Verse 2 

This whole rap game is a street thing 

Alotta rappers on the charts used to gang bang 

The come up just like slanging 

The more product that you move more money, now 

Say for instance an artist thats on his way 

Shows, passing out demos, but nowhere near the fame 

This aint a profession unless you getting paid 

So he gets an investment from his man moving weight 

Hey! Charge it to the game 

Niggas don't take you serious unless you roll on blades 

Hoes don't jock unless its diamonds in your chain 

Stunting on stage, shake spray champagne 

Rock, jazz, country music 

Don't no other genre do it like rap do it 

Street life embedded like a line of code 

Hustling's all we know 

Chorus 

Outro 

Wick-it scratching