Lyrics:
Lookey man I got the streets on smash
Hit you with the bereka jason mask
Your girl is a thot man we all know that
She let me hit once man that kitty
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
10k
5 Figures
That's a thousand to count
Each one for one of my fingers
My best friend's Glock 10
Was made to pierce through the tint
Im not getting
in my rhythm before we get off beat
Create these notes for the streets
To never crack the concrete code
Its well known by the stories untold
You're runnin' up the street
I'm just right Out The Door
You didn't mean it
When you said
We we're done, for sure
Oh baby now please come back
Don't
out
Pop fasho go now
They gon go for the I
Pierce my nose lil so Pac
Shawty bop
Picture old now its crop
Got on gold minerals now
Pulled straight outta
Away.
I've been using miles my broken feet,
Walk back to you on this broken street,
I guess that years went by but the years just made you shy.
You
gold, man
It ain't what you see
I was raised by the wolves in the woods
Not the streets
Ain't a show man
I practice what I preach
Ask me what it is
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
The ravenous coyote
From the desert of New Mexico
Whisked by the weathered fences
As the pastures turned to gold
Direly past the plains
He prowled
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
it by any means
Where I'm from you can be 6 feet, no quarantine
For the bag, my n***** sold packs right up the street
That's a fact, we rode dirty but
Hollow tip, finna Pierce his fucking back like Paul
Need respect, or its pressure, don't care who you are
I'ma put it in the streets before I see the mall
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
if I pull out some heat, nigga, you gon' kick in (kick in)
And that's just the rules set by the fool from the old school
When it's time to duel, you
punk ass one day in the lunch room
Then, god damn I seen god damn Eric's crippled ass
walking down the street
Talkin’ bout he need a ride, what kinda
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
to see her succeed
Take her out the trailer park by any means necessary - even on her knees
She wants Gold - Mansa Musa type gold
She wants Gold - Mansa
the south
Chrome toys, tatted up with them golds in my mouth
See-Murder (what?) True nigga, thugged out, hustle hard
From the streets, the CP3, my dogg
bit by bit
Don't rush to the shit
These streets will suck you in, these streets will swallow you whole
Have you saying that's all I know
And I put that
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