Lyrics:
3Nightmare no elm street
4Cause I'm suave Mayne
5No drip on me,just ya bitch on me
6Peripheral going cray cray
7I'm just moving through like a Maybach
the greed in rappers I hear
I know you thinkin you the man out here
If you make it ya the only one who persevere
Turn your back up on the streets like ain't
Hail Mary seven last times plus the rosary
Fire plus brimstone
Wars on the street
Call kinfolk
Consume the forbidden for the info
Yeah
This is exactly
by virgil should wear a chain with this
I'm putting old memories in the fire cus ain't no saving it
Street niggas they feel me like a empty blank
Real
Rolling down the street
Waking in the sunlight
Hot in the backseat
I wish that is was 7 nights a week
I wear a leather mini-skirt
At discount that I bought
Looking at me
It's 3D, 4D
Times 12 at me
12 disciples
7 by the night ugh
7 by the candlelight
7 in its time ugh
Time to speak my mind ugh
Time to tell my
of my labor every time you hear me speak
On the other side of fear is your heart take a leap
Walk by faith not by site and then it's time to eat
Money
and I'll die by the dream
Mentally I'm hearing my dead homies tell me live for me
They never got to get that old becoming victim of these streets
Cause
means "victory helper"
Whole name means "protector"
Shorten it by two letters, without the I-R at the end
The reincarnated Gil Scott livin' in
months pregnant with Ryan
I figured I'd go to the East by
My T for some peace and quiet
I ended up running the
Streets with my cousins, sitting in the back
the booth tryna work niggas swear I'm locked in
Seen my unc hit a line but he wasn't blocking
7 days working boy swear I'm exhausted
Actions speak louder boy
While I do me, your words can't discourage
I proceed to flourish and stay
Nourished by the green, like a florist
This is what I do, son
This is my life
Look what you're putting me through
You're putting me through
Then I see your car driving by my street
Who's that girl in your passenger seat
Yeah,
you're putting me through
You're putting me through
Then I see your car driving by my street
Who's that girl in your passenger seat
Yeah, yeah yeah
Tell
Yeah DJ Khaled
Mean mug music
Waka Flocka
Ace Hoood
This gon' fuck the streets up
This gon' fuck the club up
Police kick my door in shawty
than yours
I'm just on some other shit
I'm all about the beats and the lyrics
So when you hear it you can feel it
The vibe is energized by
than yours
I'm just on some other shit
I'm all about the beats and the lyrics
So when you hear it you can feel it
The vibe is energized by
at the people in the street,
Seven stories high looking at the world go by,
Sitting in my hotel, looking at the world outside.
If my friends could see me now
stars
By far the prettiest Misses
I pull up in the prettiest sixes
So by the time you get the six bitch, I have the seven
By the time you get
the
Price of the coochie
I'ma little too rich to fuck this broke bitch
The survey says, "By the streets according
Kanye more important than Michael Jordan
Got
the code
Die by the code, uh
Nothing gon' change 'cause that's just how it goes
Yes, live by the code
Die by the code, yeah
Street scholar, fuck
hundred cash, that's a hell of a deal
I'm headed downtown, cruising through the alley
Tip-toeing in the street like Dally
Pulled up, moped
dare second look when I murk
It hurt, kind of took it as a brief reminder
That the street's designed to stop your life clock, the beast'll time ya
we know is, cash, drugs and bitches, we get real fly
Only count by sevens, if I don't like her, she still mine
I don't do no coke, my big shot dirty, I
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