Streets (feat. Yo Gotti & 42 Dugg)

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Hard times don't last, shoulda seen what I made
 Were you just laughin'? How the fuck you in the brave?
 Everybody ain't real, had to learn that from my brother
 Frontin' on when I'm up, say I'm smilin' when I'm strugglin'
 I been up, doin' good or down, doin' bad
 From the same hitta, forever gon' get my last
 I been livin' through the same old things
 Killin' all them same gold chains
 I ain't cry, bro, since you got killed
 Like how the fuck is you not here
 Double down on me
 Watch my come up with that cheese
 I swear I still get them beans in
 You found me like this, I don't need friends
 They told me if I trained, then it's only me
 The streets too cold for a
 windbreaker, you gon' need you a coat (Streets)
 The streets too dry in the summertime, you gon' need some dope (Dope)
 The same niggas talk behind my back say they love me most (Most)
 Yeah, same niggas I was beefin' with, called 'em my bro (Bro)
 Ridin' shotgun with the shotty, pull up at the store (Store)
 Ain't no need for a conversation, I just want the smoke (Smoke)
 Ain't no need for a conversation, I just want the smoke, yeah
 Catch that boy in traffic, semi-automatic
 You might call the caddy but I call the baddy
 Big Blood shit, shoot 'em in the attic
 No love shit, shoot a nigga daddy
 I'm a gangster, you gotta watch me
 Nigga tryna B.I.G., 'Pac me
 I'm a real nigga, I kill 'em
 Knock scene on the front street, can't stop me
 Beat my case but the feds dock me
 I ain't dumb, I know them niggas wanna take me out
 But they can't rock me
 I'ma keep applyin' pressure on you
 pussy niggas 'cause y'all can't stop me
 Told momma, "It's alright, I'ma be fine, I know God got me"
 And my bitch upset I ain't comin' home, she just wanna sock me (Yeah)
 (Live it up, live it up, live it up with my hitters, yeah)
 I'ma start a riot (Live it up,
 live it up, live it up with my hitters, yeah)
 Killers, they outside (Live it up,
 live it up, live it up with my hitters, yeah)
 Don't be surprised (Live it up,
 live it up, live it up with my hitters, yeah)
 I been livin' through the same old things (Kickin' with the guys)
 Killin' all them same gold chains
 I ain't cry, bro, since you got killed
 Like how the fuck is you not here
 Double down on me
 Watch my come up with that cheese
 I swear I still get the beans
 You found me like this, I don't need friends
 They told me if I trained, then it's only me
 Moncler coat comin' twenty-five hunnid
 Choppa got a drum on it
 Supreme dirt bike comin' thirty-somethin' racks
 But fuck it, my son want it
 Game shit, I been on it
 I'ma real hustler, make it look good, don't it?
 I don't fuck with no broke niggas (Nah)
 I ain't throwin' no smoke, nigga (Never)
 Whoever want it, they could get it
 Four hunnid shots, make 'em feel it (Brrt)
 It's four deep, a hunnid shots piece
 A million put up for the bond (Frrp)
 We fightin' the case 'til my niggas free
 It's three letters (CMG)
 Fuck niggas shoulda knew better (Knew better)
 This Drac' hit whoever
 We take smoke to a new level
 They like, "Gotti, you rich, do better" (Do better)
 I tried, but niggas won't let us (Tried)
 These pussies, they playin', they jealous (For real)
 Now I can't turn my back on the fellas (Can't)
 Street nigga, cold-hearted (I am)
 I lost my feelings on Garland (Did)
 We were thuggin' out the apartments (We was)
 Know, in Memphis, where it started (Yuh, on God)
 The streets too cold for a
 windbreaker, you gon' need you a coat (Streets)
 The streets too dry in the summertime, you gon' need some dope (Dope)
 The same niggas talk behind my back say they love me most (Most)
 Yeah, same niggas I was beefin' with, called 'em my bro (Bro)
 Ridin' shotgun with the shotty, pull up at the store (Store)
 Ain't no need for a conversation, I just want the smoke (Smoke)
 Ain't no need for a conversation, I just want the smoke, yeah
 I been livin' through the same old things
 Killin' all them same gold chains
 I ain't cry, bro, since you got killed
 Like how the fuck is you not here
 Double down on me
 Watch my come up with that cheese
 I swear I still get them beans in
 You found me like this, I don't need friends
 They told me if I trained, then it's only me
 

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Duration
03:59
Key
8
Tempo
98 BPM

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