Lyrics:
the streets
That's all that matter to me
Cause this other shit ain't real, them hoes just fuckin' because of that deal
These niggas livin' life with you until
the world will be my dying words
Then I emerge from the ashes like a fire bird
Talking birds, boy I had 'em by the dinner plate
Got 'em out of state, used
to game six (Cluemanatti)
Young niggas move mellow, but ain't never played Nicks
Pick up the (puck up the)
Pick up the pace, yeah, yeah (pace)
Just
that's a luxury
Baby I'm faithful you stuck with me
Don't mind the hoes that be hugging me, nah
You got my all they got some of me
That's why they always
never met Raysean before?
From your last post on IG
I could tell by the bathroom door
Somebody's lyin'
You niggas is triflin'
I see what's goin'
These niggas know home I'm comin' (yeah)
Swing yo' block, and crack it, yeah (uh-huh)
These niggas die by the dust
No therapy, I'm takin' meds (uh-huh)
six jobs
Boyfriend, black eye skip school, fuck hoes
Gold chain, new clothes old car, new rims
Bills late, rent due gang signs, gangland
Blood spilled,
'cause I can't sleep when it's cold
I can't fuck with none of these niggas I be peepin' they hoes
And I made it out the hood I had to reach for my goals
with them demons
Nigga claim he gone beat me
I can't wait 'til he see me
Got half way home and I just noticed
My left blinker out
With all this dope
bitch I swear to God we won't leave
I love my squad, love my team
Don't love these hoes but I'm in love with the pink
Sometimes I sit back and think
Why
this man?
Suckas
Let's get it started, my nigga
Straight up
Making this hostile takeover
Yo, P-Money
Yo watch me, check this out yo
Since
Pimping hoes and getting do', is how it's suppose to be
Be rolling slow and blowing dro, with a heater close to me
But still focused G, cause life ain't
there done that, can't lose fuck that
Fall off bounce back, fake niggaz hate that
I know they do, whatever happens gotta stay true
Be real with a nigga be
a frisbee (yeah)
I throw it out on Old Nat right by the Wendy's (damn)
Three cellphones and all of 'em jumpin' (hello)
I can see your hoes and all of 'em
know how to ride
Love me forever I'on need no change
Turn a nigga down, when you see me on the train
Couple weeks later, when you see me, I'm your
custom-made it myself
I need a fridge just with the syrup
Was a shy kid, lately I been blinded by the lights
I'll buy a bitch I just need some comfort for
imma bring dem hoes in the back
and you know im the hottest nigga around
so when i get them up to my room i got dem pounding me down
Lets Get It...
now
Cleveland, c town, nigga that we put em on tha map
Them take you ah journey ride, now they doin 2 by my side
We be comin, lemme show you what's
Vrs 1:
Am i killin it yet?
Couple Gs every check and im still on my set.
Feeling obsessed
I make hoes feel on they chest
The fealing is wet
Wishing
my relations
I never knew I had so many fake friends
I refuse to abide by society, fuck an education
They got us all stuck in low vibration
Imma break
catch you moving
Red eye, swing by, I barely pressed it
Zooming unky in the kitchen with some dog
Finna step into it
European sneaks on but the necklace
drink an E-40 I drink a Maxine Water
And take a D-Shot
And this is done by choice, not by force
I didn't wanna burn her
It was either right or left, I
hook now
Cleveland, see town, nigga that we put em on tha map
Them take you ah journey ride, now they doin 2 by my side
We be comin, lemme show you
hanging off our clothes
Getting hated by the niggas, getting all up out they hoes
In our Gucci looking real tight, cause we smoking they hate us cause we
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