Текст песни Out Of The Streets (feat. Moneybagg Yo & Hotboii) - Moneybagg Yo , Hotboii , King Von
DJ
on
the
beat
so
it's
a
banger
I'm
just
tryna
make
it
out
of
the
streets
now
I'm
just
tryna
make
it
through
the
week
I'm
just
tryna
make
it
out
the
streets
now
I'm
just
tryna
make
it
through
the
week
You
know
the
trenches
ain't
no
place
for
the
weak
now
You
gon'
starve
if
your
ass
don't
eat
They
hold
you
back,
you
can't
make
it
to
your
peak
now
I
swear
to
God,
boy,
your
ass
gon'
see
(Ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh)
Gotta
stay
strong
'cause
my
granny
gettin'
weak
now
I
got
that
call,
now
a
nigga
can't
sleep
And
I
been
stuck
in
Miami
for
a
week
now
I'm
like,
"God,
why
You
doin'
this
shit
to
me?"
You
cannot
quit,
you
gotta
get
back
on
your
feet
now
I'm
tryna
climb
but
this
mountain
lookin'
steep
And
if
you
miss,
I'll
be
there
for
the
rebound,
ooh
I'm
just
tryna
make
it
out
the
streets
I'm
just
tryna
make
it
out
of
the
streets
now
I'm
just
tryna
make
it
through
the
week
I'm
just
tryna
make
it
out
the
streets
now
I'm
just
tryna
make
it
through
the
week
You
know
the
trenches
ain't
no
place
for
the
weak
now
You
gon'
starve
if
your
ass
don't
eat
They
hold
you
back,
you
can't
make
it
to
your
peak
now
I
swear
to
God,
boy,
your
ass
gon'
see
(Ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh)
go
(ooh)
I
done
made
somethin'
out
of
nothin'
(Nathan)
Givenchy
bubble
coat
puffin'
(frozen)
Sippin'
a
controlled
substance
('Kesha)
Half
a
milli',
fill
a
duffy
(easy)
Roses
red,
hundreds
blue
(true)
Drugged
up
to
the
moon
(up
there)
Slow
motion
better
than
no
motion
(how?)
Ferrari
truck,
vroom-vroom
(skrr)
Trenches
in
me
even
though
I'm
thankin'
God
I
made
it
out
(yeah)
Millions
in
my
bank
account,
still
take
a
cup
of
noodles
down
(ha)
Nigga
make
me
mad
enough,
I'll
drop
a
bag
and
paint
the
town
(go)
They
been
talkin'
long
enough
Go
tell
'em
come
and
do
somethin'
now
(get
nervous
now)
Bagg
I'm
just
tryna
make
it
out
of
the
streets
now
I'm
just
tryna
make
it
through
the
week
I'm
just
tryna
make
it
out
the
streets
now
I'm
just
tryna
make
it
through
the
week
You
know
the
trenches
ain't
no
place
for
the
weak
now
You
gon'
starve
if
your
ass
don't
eat
They
hold
you
back,
now
you
can't
make
it
to
your
peak
now
I
swear
to
God,
boy,
your
ass
gon'
see
(Ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh)
If
you
tryna
make
it
through
the
week,
keep
for
it
When
you
in
trenches,
gotta
sleep
with
the
40
Momma
if
you
lose
me
to
the
streets
then
I
failed
you
Almost
lost
me
'til
that
cell
to
lil'
boy
I
used
to
sell
to
I
jumped
off
the
porch
before
this
rap
shit
begun
And
I
still
think
about
poverty,
I
get
racks
to
recall
Runnin'
through
racks
like
Serena
I
just
wanna
pack
out
arena
No,
I
don't
lack,
I
keep
gun
I
get
back,
I
could
be
Von
1 Don't Miss
2 Real Oppy (feat. G Herbo)
3 HitMan
4 Phil Jackson
5 Robberies
6 From The Hood
7 Pressure
8 Jimmy
9 Heartless
10 Jealous
11 Act Up
12 Think I'm A Hoe
13 All We Do Is Drill
14 GangLand (feat. 42 Dugg)
15 Out Of The Streets (feat. Moneybagg Yo & Hotboii)
16 When I Die
17 Family Dedication 2
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