Lyrics Deep in These Streets - Kodak Black
I
ain't
gone
sugarcoat
nothing
Imma
tell
you
times
when
I
was
up
Imma
tell
you
times
when
I
was
struggling
When
I
was
starving
for
that
cash
Say
I
was
money
hungry
On
my
ass
down
bad
I
need
little
food
in
my
stomach
When
I
be
rapping
they
love
it
But
I'm
out
here
snapping
like
fuck
it
Keep
my
head
on
a
swivel
And
keep
my
mind
of
that
money
I
ain't
worried
bout
that
fame
I
fell
in
love
with
the
game
She
be
giving
me
head
I
fell
in
love
with
her
brain
I
got
love
for
my
n*ggas
I
know
they
love
me
the
same
When
I
was
going
through
my
struggle
A
couple
of
them
changed
It's
okay
I'm
straight
Cause
I
can
hold
up
my
weight
I
was
locked
up
in
my
cell
Had
everything
on
wait
[?]
I'm
on
1800
block
n*gga
shouts
out
[?]
Once
the
road
got
bumpy
N*ggas
went
the
other
way!
Everybody
forsaked
me[?]
Ain't
no
need
for
debating
I
was
showing
love
to
n*ggas
When
I
knew
they
was
hating
Is
it
true
or
you
faking?
I
was
gone
on
vacation
Now
I'm
back
off
vacation
And
I'm
like
fuck
n*gga
pay
me
Gotta
think
before
you
speak
Cause
you
don't
know
what
you
saying
Started
of
with
a
baby
Now
I'm
riding
on
daytons
I
can't
lose
I'm
just
gaining
Once
you
sleeping
I'm
waking
You
know
I
love
38s
But
I
still
tote
the
380
I'm
a
project
baby
I'm
tryna
hit
the
suburbs
I'm
tired
of
looking
over
my
shoulder
Posted
up
on
the
curb
Posted
up
tryna
serve
You
wasn't
there
You
just
heard
I
be
going
with
the
flow
I
just
look
back
and
observe
Got
a
trick
up
my
sleeves
I
got
a
lick
for
them
D's
Got
your
bitch
on
her
knees
She
suck
my
dick
with
no
teeth
I
say
Momma
I
can't
swim
But
I'm
knee
deep
in
these
streets
I'm
like
fuck
the
industry
Because
I'm
deep
in
these
streets

1 Thankful
2 Real Ni**a Files
3 Fed Up
4 Get Up
5 If You Ain't Ridin'
6 Sh*t on Me
7 Rock Bottom
8 From the Ugly
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