Streets fucked up 'bout 10 right now

Man there ain't no rules

Everybody want to be cool

Everybody got somethin' to prove

Everybody got them a tool

Everybody think shit a game

Bullets ain't got no name and niggas ain't got no aim

Man the game, nothing changed

Man the game, nothing changed

I wish I grew up in '88

I wish I grew up in '88

Man the game, nothing changed

Man the game, nothing changed

I wish I grew up in '88

I wish I grew up in '88

I need a coupe back from '88

What I spent on my muler was 88

Robbed a nigga, he was 88

Man I had to do it to keep the baby straight

Dog food, I had to get the stack

.40 Glock and it was nickel plate

I keep it on me 'cause these niggas hatin'

I keep it on me 'cause these niggas hatin'

I can turn a nigga to a gun man

Or dab with the draco, shoot one hand

Could've caught a body but the gun jammed

Bullets flyin' through the runnin' man

Rollie watch give 'em sun tan

Dope money in the rubber band

All black like a Uber guy

Shooters hoppin' out the Uber van

I'm a gangster and we all gang-gang for them dead niggas

Bagging 88, free them niggas at the fed nigga

I love my pops, he 10 and he ain't shared nigga

I'm gettin' higher with the guys, fuck your dead niggas

Streets fucked up 'bout 10 right now

Man there ain't no rules

Everybody want to be cool

Everybody got somethin' to prove

Everybody got them a tool

Everybody think shit a game

Bullets ain't got no name and niggas ain't got no aim

Man the game, nothing changed

Man the game, nothing changed

I wish I grew up in '88

I wish I grew up in '88

Man the game, nothing changed

Man the game, nothing changed

I wish I grew up in '88

I wish I grew up in '88

This MAC-11 hold 88

All these rap niggas featherweight

He say he want beef, get a whole plate

The bullets hit you and they penetrate

Got a schedule just for making cake

And I'm always on time, I'm never late

Remember praying for them for them better days

But now we just ball like everyday

If you tryna book me then pick a date

She got a nice ass, I love her face

We pull on a Opp and it's candles out

You would think it was his birthday

My Cinderella is a mermaid

Brought her glass slippers for her birthday

Them hollows leave him with a burst face

And don't fuck with me in the first place

Benjamin Franklin blue face

Jimmy Choo that's what my shoes say

Don't give a fuck about what you say

I'm kickin' the pussy like

My car go zoom zoom zoom

Panamera it's a coupe day

She a broke bitch with a cute face

So I on her mouth like a toothpaste

Streets fucked up 'bout 10 right now

Man there ain't no rules

Everybody want to be cool

Everybody got somethin' to prove

Everybody got them a tool

Everybody think shit a game

Bullets ain't got no name and niggas ain't got no aim

Man the game, nothing changed

Man the game, nothing changed

I wish I grew up in '88

I wish I grew up in '88

Man the game, nothing changed

Man the game, nothing changed

I wish I grew up in '88

I wish I grew up in '88