Streets Hell

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You can't look me in my eyes and tell me this aint the real me
Got money on my mind niggas droppin bags tryna kill me
Ima suit up for the drill and go kill for kill before they steal me
These youngins don't even know the definition of what's real beef
(What that mean?)
Burn everything except the females
But if she gon jump in front the gun then let her sleep well
Bro got off on a opp and he gave the coppers every detail
Same nigga killed my dog gotta see me I'm giving the streets hell
I feel like the streets failed by tryna make me derail
We just buy and trade guns no we don't do no resales
Wake up to a weed scale and some labels inside my email
The deals they signing weak cuz these cheap ass rappers can't read well
He a dufus
Dirty mattress, to the empty mansion still was eating noodles
Niggas chatting, putting on a act don't believe he a shooter
Leave em clueless, I know I fell off like I was needle shooting
Need to cool it, sometimes I get high and vibe to beetle music
Never played with my nose and I don't f*ck with psychedelic drugs
Booking me for a show no need to check me I got my weapon tucked
They put me ona market, tried to blackball me it's forever up
Like walk it how you talk it don't forget to get ya steppers up
Selling stepped on, we not the ones to rep on
Tell a nigga say it with yo chest
He should've had a teflon
I was slept on now I'm the one she check on
Know why her face keep getting red ? Cuz that's what she got left on
Broski hit you with the bowls he get his Ron Artest on
Don't make that left on downman and chef la bitch you might get flexed on
Before my daddy left he ain't teach me how to catch or catch on
When iggy died it was foul play dont know who to call that tech on
Don't call my phone when you see what I'm on
My bro switched up bad and my bitch did me wrong
I can't even trip I know it's karma
(I know its karma)
I ain't sweating shit I'm not a sauna
(Bitch we on ya)
I been out the mix now Ima loner, a stoner
No shooting out the whip we get up on em, so warn em
F*ck the broke boys, dope boys put ya wrist up
Trappin all day tryna go home and get my dick sucked
She don't got close friends she goin crazy on her finsta
I use to be in love with every bitch inside the strip club
But every bitch inside the strip club use to be in love with niggas who ain't really did much
You ain't never did shit, No job, career, no business
Talking down on me you must be tryna get yo wig split
I know a few head bussas yo shooters can't sit with
They only underestimated tito cuz he a misfit
In the murder cappy we rock G-nikes bitch these not G-fazos
You not pushing p cuz you pay hoes but I get paid hoes
I made sacrifices when you don't that's how you stay broke
Will and Ralph went back again i hope they let they case go
Case closed, we want straight smoke
We gon stay black, stay proud, and stay woke
I pull up like "Say woe?"
(Say la round)
Ain't shit to say woe
You went sent that hit and still ain't get what you had paid foe
I only rock soulja rags and i don't smoke no dead folk
This draco keep them birds from out my mix this bitch a scarecrow
Ms.Tia ain't raise no rats you ina trenches goin fed though
I ain't never say no shit to make a nigga sit I kept my head low
I don't drink im getting high was barely getting by
Tell'em all this new shit finna pop my old shit still a vibe
Killer in the streets, he gave a statement and lost that shit inside
Funny how a bunch of dead people make niggas feel alive
You can't look me in my eyes and tell me this aint the real me
Got money on my mind niggas droppin bags tryna kill me
Ima suit up for the drill and go kill for kill before they steal me
These youngins don't even know the definition of what's real beef
(What that mean?)
Burn everything except the females
But if she gon jump in front the gun then let her sleep well
Bro got off on a opp and he gave the coppers every detail
Same nigga killed my dog gotta see me I'm giving the streets hell

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