Nowadays you don't go around on the street kicking people, punching people - because if you do (makes gun shape with hand), well that's it - I don't care how good you are.
When I was about 16, I got my ball taken off me by the police for playing in the street - which is pathetic really.
I came from a socially deprived background when I was 15, 16 years old, but one thing I knew was one - you don't abuse a policeman, and two - you don't steal things.
There's really no age limit when you out there in those streets.
You don't spit on people, especially people's corners.
I'd call the play-by-play of the action when me and my friends played street ball.
I learned to play football in the streets. Every day of school, everyone came and played football. The street is a good school, and you learn many things there - resiliency, how to play against older players, and how to put up with or dodge kicks.
It doesn’t matter what you do, as long as you don’t do it in the street and frighten the horses.
I'm basically different things to different people. If it's a guy, I'm-a probably have my guard up because it's a street rule that when men come around that I don't know, I just immediately throw shade on them. But I don't associate with fellas all that much; if it's a girl - a beautiful girl - I be nice.
