Streets lyrics

[Intro]
Lan, this beat so crazy
Hunnid bands for a Kilo (Ayy)
For them times I was down, you wasn't even 'round
On the road, takin' risks, flippin' all these pounds
Ayy, a young n*gga done got his bag up
Ayy, a young n*gga done got his cash up

[Chorus]
Why these n*ggas playa hatin'? They wanna see me out
Everybody see him up, they wanna see him down
They see I get my cash, but every time I turn around
I'm feelin' like my close friends wanna take me out
Better watch who you f*ck with, they in it for the clout
Nowdays n*ggas b*tches, they just run they mouth
And it's still f*ck that dead n*gga, bring him back
I'm really in the streets, b*tch, I'm stuck in it

[Verse]
I remember all them times I was duckin' love
f*ckin' with this dumb b*tch and I ain't havе no pole
Swear to God, I hear my n*gga camе for the strap
So if the rats come from the back, then I maneuver that
Big money rally, whirlwind, not no ho sh*t
They took my n*gga birdie out, I really feel that sh*t
So if we see the sucka's whip, we gon' paint that b*tch
Ayy, I really live the life you wanna live
Kickin' doors back-to-back and f*ckin' hoes in my crib
Man, you lil' n*ggas broke, you ain't even got no crib
I ain't never take no Ls, but b*tch, I bounce back
For all them dark times when a young n*gga ain't have sh*t
[Chorus]
Why these n*ggas playa hatin'? They wanna see me out
Everybody see him up, they wanna see him down
They see I get my cash, but every time I turn around
I'm feelin' like my close friends wanna take me out
Better watch who you f*ck with, they in it for the clout
Nowdays n*ggas b*tches, they just run they mouth
And it's still f*ck that dead n*gga, bring him back
I'm really in the streets, b*tch, I'm stuck in it

[Outro]
Stuck in it, I'm stuck in it
I'm in the streets, b*tch, I'm stuck in it
And it's still f*ck that dead n*gga, bring him back
I'm really in the streets, b*tch, I'm stuck in it