paroles de chanson Streets - FSG Rell

Na you stay in the house, I'm in the streets for real
Look at you running ya mouth, I run the streets for real
You just be showing for bitches, I'm in the streets for real
How is you hoeing these ns
Them ns sweet for real
I'm in the streets for real, yeah
I'm in the street for real, yeah
I'm in the street for real, yeah
I'm in the street for real, yeah
I'm in the streets for real
I'm in the street for real, yeah
I'm in the street for real
I'm in the street for real, yeah yeah yeah

We never throw in the towel
You got to see who around
I got a stick lil baby its going around and around
Ever since I was a young-in, young na been on his grind
Since I be watching my back, I can't be watching the time
I might just fuck up ya life, might never give you a why
I probably live on forever, but know that I'm ready to die
Why would you fake, some you not, my na you never would ride
Get in my moods, yeah I be drawn, I got some demons inside
We in a hotel
Not in no motel
We doing coke sales
Only do wholesale
I ain't doing itty bitty shit
Always been with the gritty shit
They gone think of me like damn, young boy had the city lit
I went to war for ns bet they won't bang for me
Ns don't gang with me
Ns don't hang with me
I got that thing on me
Hope it don't jam on me
Never came after the set, get ya whole family tree na

Na you stay in the house, I'm in the streets for real
Look at you running ya mouth, I run the streets for real
You just be showing for bitches, I'm in the streets for real
How is you hoeing these ns
Them ns sweet for real
I'm in the streets for real, yeah
I'm in the street for real, yeah
I'm in the street for real, yeah
I'm in the street for real, yeah
I'm in the streets for real
I'm in the street for real, yeah
I'm in the street for real
I'm in the street for real, yeah yeah yeah

You don't want beef for real
Ns be deep for real
I done served so many pies, I need a pizza deal
Come on and be for real
Rolling that reefer still
How you be reaching and pump, I only reach to kill
I only fuck if she decent
I buss a nut and I'm leaving
Real na, run through the season
I want the work you beasting
Bussing my gun no reason
I love the thots I need them
We about to play us a game, I brought a boo no peeking
Sometimes I look at my team, I be like damn we eating
If you try plot on my young-ins, giving us money ain't even
I ain't even hire no shooters, my other young-in a demon
He make the chopper go bah bah, leave you like Reese's Pieces
I put the strap to his melon, I bet he feeling cohesive
Shit it ain't easy to rule, I got to give it to Caesar
I hope you saying a prayer, I'm about to send you to Jesus
I know you heard I'm a do it, I'm about to make you believe it

Na you stay in the house, I'm in the streets for real
Look at you running ya mouth, I run the streets for real
You just be showing for bitches, I'm in the streets for real
How is you hoeing these ns
Them ns sweet for real
I'm in the streets for real, yeah
I'm in the street for real, yeah
I'm in the street for real, yeah
I'm in the street for real, yeah
I'm in the streets for real
I'm in the street for real, yeah
I'm in the street for real
I'm in the street for real, yeah yeah yeah