Текст песни He Love the Streets - Kodak Black
Say
I
gotta
get
up
out
these
streets
ASAP,
before
it's
too
late
I
done
been
around
murderers
and
burglars
and
all
that
shit
But
they
ain't
rich
as
this
And
all
the
killers
and
drug
dealers
I
know
been
tryna
weak
the
streets
forever
But
they
ain't
did
it
yet
'Cause
ain't
nobody
defeat
the
street
life
Tryna
run
the
streets
and
get
away
with
it
You
and
your
dawg
on
the
block
so
strong
for
so
long
You
get
locked
and
he
don't
pay
a
visit
He
got
sentenced,
came
home,
did
a
bid,
came
home
Then
went
again
'cause
he
don't
get
it
yet
And
the
judge
gave
Midget
a
hundred
years
He
wanna
come
home,
but
he
ain't
finished
yet
Doin'
the
wrong
things
with
my
power
that
God
gave
me
God
gave
me
power,
I
used
it
for
Satan
Instead
of
spreadin'
love,
I
be
growin'
evil
Instead
of
liftin'
my
niggas,
I
tell
'em,
"Kill
people"
He
gon'
lie
with
his
heat,
he
don't
need
the
keys
He'll
be
fine
in
these
streets,
you
can
let
him
be
He
gon'
die
in
these
streets,
it
ain't
no
in-between
He
gon'
die
in
these
streets
'cause
he
don't
wanna
leave
Gotta
get
up
out
these
streets,
they
say
that
karma
real
Gotta
get
up
out
these
streets
before
they
kill
Bill
He
feel
like
if
he
ran
these
streets,
then
he
could
run
the
world
He
losin'
feelings
for
his
children
and
his
old
girl
Losin'
feelings
for
his
mama
'nem
'cause
he
love
the
streets
He
losin'
feelings
for
his
family
'nem
His
mammy
'nem
'cause
he
love
to
beef
Ain't
nobody
beat
the
street
life,
and
I
already
got
my
street
stripes
So
I'ma
get
up
out
this
darkness
before
my
past
haunt
me
I'm
21,
I
been
here
before
like
a
thousand
times
I'ma
make
this
song
cry,
I
wrote
about
a
thousand
rhymes
Pain,
they
take
me
in
vain,
they
entertained
by
it
Niggas
talkin'
'bout
my
homie
and
I'm
slangin'
K's
'bout
it
I'm
so
quick
to
make
this
nine
stretch,
I'm
on
that
gang
violence
Tryna
get
up
out
this
mindset,
it's
like
I'm
chained
by
it
Gotta
switch
up
all
this
shit
before
they
get
me
And
catch
me
down
bad
like
they
did
Biggie
They
know
I'm
thuggin'
to
the
tee
like
my
name
Grizzley
I'm
on
the
ugly
when
I'm
free,
I'm
in
them
same
trenches
When
I
ain't
busy,
I'm
in
these
streets,
I'm
in
them
same
trenches
Hangin'
with
losers,
I
make
'em
forget
that
they
ain't
winnin'
My
house
bigger
than
his
mama
crib,
but
I
be
still
in
it
My
nigga
been
gone
for
five
years,
but
I
be
still
visitin'
I'm
sippin'
lean
and
poppin'
pills,
you
think
I
got
the
remedy
At
least
if
I
got
killed
in
the
field,
it
wouldn't
be
for
anything
'Cause
that's
where
all
my
lyrics
came
So
that's
where
all
these
millions
came
Life
gave
me
lemons,
but
I
ain't
know
how
to
make
no
lemonade
I
made
grenadine,
run
around
on
heavy
beans
I'm
tryna
be
a
better
me,
but
niggas,
they
wanna
intervene
I
took
my
mama
through
a
bunch,
my
baby
still
strong
I
heard
the
good
die
young,
so
I
gotta
live
long
1 Let Me Know
2 Back For Everything
3 Grinding All Season
4 Smackers
5 On Everything
6 Purple Stamp
7 Midas Touch
8 Sink My Ship
9 Usain Boo
10 Vulnerable (Free Cool)
11 Elite Division
12 Omega
13 Hitting Houses
14 Love Isn't Enough
15 Take You Back (feat. Lil Durk)
16 He Love the Streets
17 Super Gremlin
18 I Wish
19 Love & War
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