Lyrics:
the streets
Down to my good friend's house
I said look man I'm outdoors you know
Can I stay with you maybe a couple days?
He said let me go and ask my wife
the streets
Down to my good friend's house
I said look man
I'm outdoors you know
Can I stay with you maybe a couple days?
He said let me go and ask my
So I go down the streets,
Down to my good friend's house
I said "Look man I'm outdoors you know,
Can I stay with you maybe a couple days?"
He said
the streets
Down to my good friend's house
I said look man I'm outdoors you know
Can I stay with you maybe a couple days?
He said let me go and ask my wife
whatever it is you wanna do
I been riding by myself rather ride around w you
Don't know what it is
I just know that we get along
Always thinking bout you
Everything I need just can't be mine
Love, money, and a peace of mind
So I'm day-by-day-ing it until I die
And if you really need me then I'll be
expect help I did a K through 12
I need an X for Racer while I'm cruising Mach 5
I want flashy green eyes
Though I'm rocking brown or black
I want curves
The streets of the city
Are headlight white filled with rain
All the cobblestones glisten
Down by the river
Out on the highway
There's a lonely
Jewelry by Johnny he a genius
Looking like I stepped out the cleaners
Kicks so swift yeen got these
Yeen got no sauce can't rock these
In the rubicon
leave it home
'Cause I'ma kill that mothafucka if bring it along
By myself no backup just me alone
All bars no hook, I don't need a song
No topic so I
never seen someone edit kid; Im hella bent on chasing my dreams; don't need no melatonin Ive been sleepin on all of you fake cats; I don't need no glock
and I'm tryin' to scream out shits not fair,
I can't tell you where I'm at, or how I got here,
Surrounded by all white, maybe it's just cloudy,
Escorted
worship fake gods
I deal
When the money callin
Never let it rang
Whatchu need I got it
Prolly sell it by the eighth
Mr.Workaholic
Always make the play
Mr.
Anger, hate, then resentment revealing
Need to keep it in, need to conceal it
I can't be consumed by negative pieces
That forms and assumes
A relative
sometimes I don't wanna wake up
So long to my friends
I done had enough of the fake love fuck tryna say some
And I'm so wrong in my head
I know what I need
Calling you a friend
Break my heart again
My friend
My friend
Again
My friend
My friend
My friend
Again
My friend
I see color, she sees black and white
be considerate when I was down they never considered shit
My old bitch showing interest I see her and her friends keep whispering
Cause I'm on some
deficiency
Feeling good, feeling good
This is where I'm post to be
Don't need validation (no)
Need a Big Mac with fries
Need some need for my tires
Need
each other we need, uh
Divided by race and religion, segregated into teams, uh
You're a white supremacist, if you're not, I guess you Antifa
I should be thinking about myself
Instead I'm watching everyone else
My white t-shirts are always stained
I got these bugs inside my brain
They're
of cars will leave traces of colorful tires
A grey rock in white crumbs
Is left for others by somebody
Words “wait” and “everywhere”
I can't remember
I just think I need a break
But when i think about you I can't nt seem to stay away
Im sorry for things i said I know that i was wrong
100 missed
CHOPPA
No such thing as friends…I don’t need no patnas
No phone calls needed when it’s just me and my choppa
Solo in the Benz spinning like
call me Ike Turner the way I be slapping
White hoe in the party, she stay off the molly lil shorty be tapping
Young nigga need me the whole load, don't
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