One Night in the Streets

Auggie Murda. Yo, one night, call my phone. Lost in the dark

like a dog all alone. ƒose looking, I can feel the opps on my block. Creep slow,

hear the c- clock. Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock. Heart racing,

feel the weight on my chest. Ain't no rest in the streets when I know them best

came from the bottom, now I'm chasing the throne. But now the pain cuts deep,

can't ignore the tone. Yeah. Hey. One night,

got the demons on my back. Ring, ring, hear the shots.

Ain't no peace in the pack. Opps wanna play, but they know I ain't gonna slack.