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The news called him another street casualty
Diss on a depth on a quest to live lavishly
Gang colors and clan hustlers be straight battling
Short term success text in the magistry
Stay in my ceeloâs the only way to go
These blacks was flooded far before the levis broke
Generations dodge, you think itâs getting old?
Never, itâs all about cheddar, long as they getting dough
The grind donât stop yall, Iâm talkin bout blackâs the news never show
Where fools get a roll
Even cops risk they lives if they ever go
Just let it be what it is, another nigga gone
Itâs cold when the only way to make the Sunday paper is obituary columns come
Wrong way is the way to handle problems who shot em
Words came back, yea man they got him
Another street casualty, yea
The world called him another street casualty
Fuck a education, he donât understand the value, please
New whips far too young, watch is shiny
Heâs beatin up the block in his hood, watch pageantry
A little cash make you feel like you won the planet
Make the invisible feel invincible
What heâs forgetting â them boys with cannons
Waiting on a OG to get it goin and you could be gone
Google call it the soliloquy of chaos
Iâm feelin like we so far gone we gonna stay lost
Beatin where your agenda wonât stay large
Where money gets exchanged even mayors paid off
City ordinates mane, Iâmma stay block
And you the enemy, hunted like a stray dog
They shut your operation down, now ainât boss
Like you up in chains lost, another street casualty
Damn, your mama house took, sheâs a goner black
Conservative whites want they corner back
While you was blasting gats, acting fowl dude
High crime rate, know a property value
The billboards go up, cash for your home
Itâs a formality dawg, this really is the own
Gentrification is a process in time holmes
One home at a time until you all gone
The setup was clean gave you weight to sell
Poor schools and minimal opportunities
You fell for the trap like a couple G
Luxury apartments for yapies, close to the beach
That used to be your street, remember?
They tore down the church, your mother was a member
Put up the best spot, got rid of the liquor store
Never the same as before, another street casualty