Mmmmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm telling you woah now
Oh, I was a little girl


A little girl caught up in these streets
Became a victim to the hustlers and trees
A little girl
A little girl caught up in these streets
Became a victim to the hustlers and trees
A little girl
Little girl caught up in these streets
Became a victim to the hustlers and trees
A little girl
A little girl caught up in these streets
Became a victim to the hustlers and trees
A little girl


I'm a product of my environment
Nine out of ten of us living we gonna die in it
Gotta get that bread so pressure yeah we applying it
And all that bullshit you selling nah we ain't buying it
I'm on my own
A single mother I'm doing it
I'm in the zone
The music yeah I'm pursuing it
Feeding the family
Yeah that's the reason I'm doing it
Sick and tired of check to check living
The kids are crying
I was


A little girl caught up in these streets
Became a victim to the hustlers and trees
A little girl
A little girl caught up in these streets
Became a victim to the hustlers and trees
A little girl
Little girl caught up in these streets
Became a victim to the hustlers and trees
A little girl
A little girl caught up in these streets
Became a victim to the hustlers and trees
A little girl


If you always acting gangsta then you fake
If you love money too much then you a snake
If you go against the grain you ain't straight
Go against my team you ain't safe
I'm on my own
A single mother I'm doing it
I'm in the zone
The music yeah I'm pursuing it
Feeding the family
Yeah that's the reason I'm doing it
Sick and tired of check to check living
The kids are crying
Oooh
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Yeah, yeah
I'm caught up
It's cause the way I was brought up
No mother, no father
Guess you can say I'm poverty's daughter
My house was not a home
Violence was highly condoned
Nobody gave me shit
So I had to make it on my own
Now I'm filthy rich
But I'm still living on the road
But it's better than being in the pen
Living through the phone
I'm tenement building born
A product of the projects
A real dough getter
Being broke is not an option
If these walls could talk they tell you the streets is watchin'
So be careful who you buy from
And cautious of who's coppin'
Only buy the paper for the horoscopes and comics
I go to the block if I really wanna know what's poppin'
Chicks think it's easy
And they could pass cause they pretty
But you can't pay your mortgage with ass and titties
I smoke trees and I hustle
But that's what I have to do
See I'm just a girl that got caught up in the avenue


Oooh
Ooh
(Oo oo oooh) I'm so tired
(Oo oo oooh) Of living check to check
Being broke all the time, oh
(Oo oo oooh) There's gotta be something better, yeah
(Oo oo oooh)


A little girl caught up in these streets
Became a victim to the hustlers and trees
A little girl
A little girl caught up in these streets
Became a victim to the hustlers and trees
A little girl
Little girl caught up in these streets
Became a victim to the hustlers and trees
A little girl
A little girl caught up in these streets
Became a victim to the hustlers and trees
A little girl


Tell me something I don't know
Oh ooh
Tell me something I don't
I don't
I don't know
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We so dangerous
Oh, I'm so dangerous
Oh oh ooh

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