[Intro]
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Yeah
[Verse 1]
‘Til you home, free my lil’ partner ‘nem
I don’t talk on phones, so you can hear mine through Suboxone strips (Uh)
I hate they say you snitched, so I know for sure gon’ give your mom a kiss (Mwah)
Drug dealer anonymous, I still respect and honor this
I was slidin’ and poppin’ shit with the same niggas I was coppin’ bricks
I knew I’d lose my scholarship soon as I learnt to get my zaza shipped
‘Cause I was in the road with ten and Grit, Four would front six
They gon’ put up my phone to spin, don’t leave the lo’ until he killed (Uh)
I’ll be past my toes and hands, I count the ones, I seen and went (Uh)
Instead of invest in businesses, I’m plannin’ on gettin’ a killer rich
[Chorus]
Yeah, that street shit (The streets, the streets, the streets, the streets)
Got up for life, don’t squash my beef shit (The streets, the streets, the streets, the streets)
That new year, new car, jewelry, same me shit (The streets, the streets, the streets, the streets)
And I ain’t hurt, I ain’t even worried, I ain’t see shit (The streets, the streets, the streets, the streets)
That Uptown out to Newburg, EST shit
The streets, the streets, the motherfuckin’ streets (The streets, the streets, the streets, the streets)
A lot of niggas hate you, but them niggas ain’t me
Yeah, the streets, the streets, the motherfuckin’ streets (The streets, the streets, the streets, the streets)
A lot of niggas hate you, but them niggas ain’t me
[Verse 2]
I love you ’cause you kept me fed fresh from out of jail (You know I love this)
Right on the tail of me on house arrest and I kept losin’ my mail (You know I love this)
The gas’ll never get passed, but ’til you get money, we gon’ land (You know I love this shit)
Them niggas complainin’, never failed, so rich I might as well (You know I love this shit)
Know I love you ’cause them bullets hit my stomach and I still lived (Know I love this shit)
Right after I got back, shit kept gettin’ whacked and I got me an M (You know I love this shit)
I always remember who was and who wasn’t there when it was time to spin (You know I love this shit)
Made me think they friends when I heard all the hate was bein’ said (Nigga, you know I love this shit)
I don’t care what who said, frrt, as long as my tool sprayin’ (You know I love this shit)
Play it however you play it, nigga, ’til I’m through playin’ (You know I love this shit)
When I send them Shiners through, turn your shit to shiner land (You know I love this shit)
Life ain’t go no proper hand, I won a bluff and went all in (You know I love this shit, nigga)
I been locked in, way before the war when it was free Lil Red (You know I love this shit)
When whole crowds would clear soon as they hear Eastside Taliban (You know I love this shit)
Riata ain’t have a lot of friends, fuck all outsiders ABM (You know I love this shit)
I made it when they ain’t think I can, unc’ hit hard out of soda cans
Same nigga who was teachin’ me how to fix it in case my blower jammed (You know I love this shit)
Shame you sayin’ different, knowin’ I delivered it every time I supposed to did (You know I love this shit)
Lawyers and take care of your kids, plus keep up with them bills (You know I love this shit)
That’s my version of keepin’ it real, nigga, not just how I feel (You know I love this shit)
Ain’t no speculation ’bout did you tell, just get that paperwork in (You know I love this shit, nigga)
If you don’t, I get the hint, but it still hurt my feelings bad (You know I love this shit, nigga)
My heart wasn’t built to fix a rat, I love the streets too much for that (You know I love this shit, nigga)
The streets don’t ever die as long as I’m alive ’cause I’m gon’ bring it back (You know I love this shit)
[Chorus]
Yeah, that street shit (The streets, the streets, the streets, the streets)
Got up for life, don’t squash my beef shit (The streets, the streets, the streets, the streets)
That new year, new car, jewelry, same me shit (The streets, the streets, the streets, the streets)
And I ain’t hurt, I ain’t even worried, I ain’t see shit (The streets, the streets, the streets, the streets)
That Uptown out to Newburg, EST shit
The streets, the streets, the motherfuckin’ streets (The streets, the streets, the streets, the streets)
A lot of niggas hate you, but them niggas ain’t me
Yeah, the streets, the streets, the motherfuckin’ streets (The streets, the streets, the streets, the streets)
A lot of niggas hate you, but them niggas ain’t me
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