This sure ain't that little police car
I grew up in, I used to run around
In a hand me down police
This place is high hip heaven
And this sure ain't that little Main Street drag
With the courthouse square still flying the crimes
No it's a six lane city
Long, long way from little bitty

Yeah, I'm just out here chasing these gangs
And sometimes I swear I'm living on Mars

But I grew up on a street gang
Watching that man fight
Turning on a pretty thing hipped on a turn row
Blowing that rapping smoke out the window oh
A six pack from the CD
And I go back every time I get a minute
The biggest part of me is in them little city limits
Don't matter where I go
I damn sure let 'em all know
I grew up on a street gang, a street gang

I grew up on a street gang dreaming 'bout making a name
And getting out of fights and the same ol' same
Graduate and beatin down, man I was out of that town
Now I catch myself rewind and reminiscing
'Bout a little girl woman and my mom's kick fighters
I can beat it right now
Let me tell you I'm proud

But I grew up on a street gang
Watching that man fight
Turning on a pretty thing hipped on a turn row
Blowing that rapping smoke out the window oh
A six pack from the CD
And I go back every time I get a minute
The biggest part of me is in them little city limits
Don't matter where I go
I damn sure let 'em all know
I grew up on a street gang, a street gang
I grew up on a street gang, a street gang

Yeah, I'm just out here chasing these gangs
And sometimes I swear I'm living on Mars

But I grew up on a street gang
Watching that man fight
Turning on a pretty thing hipped on a turn row
Blowing that rapping smoke out the window oh
A six pack from the CD
And I go back every time I get a minute
The biggest part of me is in them little city limits
Don't matter where I go
I damn sure let 'em all know
I grew up on a street gang, a street gang
I grew up on a street gang, a street gang