Lyrics:
by the hands of our brother
Lil kids dying young in the street left and right never even get a chance to discover
The true meaning in life that they
the street just by the way she talk
I got VETEMENTS on my pants, Dior on my drawers
I been running up these bands and can't nothing go wrong
My bitch say that
like doves over the streets watchin' many things
Kids walkin home from school, on drug blocks, missionaries
Pass out papers that read love god
I see
(Sad) , best thing she had (Uh, uh)
Fell in love wit' the bread like yeah
This shit is all I have (Have)
Ooh, all these diamonds dancin'
They give you
star mission
He was good in school but school too slow
Part group though
The Gustos you know the type of street kids who shoot those
ct studios
(Zaytoven)
Trap down the street from Phillips Arena
Trap down the street from Phillips Arena
(And that cool with me, I'm fine with that, things
Diamonds on me hit like Floyd Mayweather
Don been through the worst but was taught to do better
Cop birds by the two watch em flock with no feathers
bricksquad
Bitch get your choppers
I heard your man, he done passed on
He didn't last long
I'm a drop them bands on
They gone sing a sad song
Killed your
People can't share their problems anymore
People so sad, they can't give accounting for
People working hard, they just need some time
Take your time
quick
I can tell she love the way i drip by the way she bite her lip
Don't invite me to yo house cause ima tell you i don't trust no bitch
You want me
club I be throwing this cash
I love a freaky toxic bitch I don't care about her past
Yea I'm into hood women they say I be going out sad
Yea mhm gone
starting to flood please expand the pack
He been did dirty by his love ones
Some of them his blood ones
Thats why he cant trust none
And ain't no love its be
the park we'd listen to the band[02:11.48]Down on Sugar Street is where we fell in love[02:20.77]All my friends on the street[02:23.55]Wink at me as we pass
bitches
Screaming gang gang over here
I was up by my lone
Rest In Peace Bankroll
Shawty say she in love man
But the streets all I know
I got 40 bands
40
in the block holding
If you see me rolling by
Remember that you don't know me (you don't know me)
If you see me in the streets rolling
If you see me
the streets rollin
(c'mon) if you see me on the block holdin
(what nigga) if you see me rollin by
Remember that chu don't know me
(you don't know me)
Bitch
Uhh, I got the bands in my hands
I got the bands, what you sayin'?
Come see me, you think that I'm playin'?
I be the man with the plan
I got
the streets
She said that she giving up meat now she a lesbian
So sad that she becoming a vegan or vegetarian
Nah that's cap cause you know she loves herself
Girl cologne you smashin' it
Jump in take a spin destination Staten
I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin'
She replied, "Street, you
(love how I kick it)
I need a rider, she stiffin' all by the Bentley
I need ya saddled up, fallin' I know ya visit
I need a paper, chasin' bands
you to tell me I'm in the band please)
I rock (I rock) therefore I am (therefore I am)
Right or wrong I sing my song the best I can
I don't need
When I stepped up out the can, I was in all Fendi
I done traded in the Benz for a new Bentley
I need two hundred bands, nigga, all twenty
I'ma show
the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain't talkin' 'bout them drugs
I'm talkin' 'bout that love
For
She played the fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the cheek and then I took her by the hand
Said,
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