For The Streets
Black Soprano Family, Elcamino
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I can tell you real focus, uh The 10 won't live up in the spotlight The 10 want to roll with a young boss self-made nigga with his guap right I know you do hair with your shop like Making bankroll so you grew up in the shop like I was living wrong till I got right Made my first hundred off music on the block right Benz truck running through the stoplights Even though my security is top flight I don't give a f*ck what I opt like This is a young self-made nigga with his guap right With a princess drinking Mai Tai's Hand-picked through 100 bars from my hotline She don't got a slam when she not mine She don't got a special taste and she not mine Putting up a fight, but she ain't mine Rich, no ice, but she ain't mine Pulling up right, but she ain't mine Rich nigga type, but she ain't mine She ain't too thick, but she ain't mine She don't wear a ring, but she ain't mine Posing for a pic, but she ain't mine Making hoes sick, but she ain't mine Putting up a fight, but she ain't mine Rich, no ice, but she ain't mine Pulling up right, but she ain't mine Rich nigga type, but she ain't mine She ain't too thick, but she ain't mine She don't wear a ring, but she ain't mine Posing for a pic, but she ain't mine Making hoes sick, but she ain't mine One thing about a bitch in the Benz truck You already know I got them thick with they hands up Coming on to your head and the jam does I can fly you to a warm place in the winter I can give you games that a coach couldn't teach I can give you words that a priest couldn't preach I can show you love, and I mean real love Show no love to these hoes, cause you know they for the streets I've been out west, just getting rid of stress Yeah, we be in the west, but you know we from the east Sitting at my desk, and I'm about to roll one Going over this week's numbers, anti-yeast Need a new maid, cause the last one got fired And she pulled up, cause of too much cheeks Take a nigga bitch, no she not mine Nah, what's the real thing in line, cause we ain't on me F*ck a nigga bitch, no she not mine Put the bitch in rick, she is not mine Took her on a trip, she is not mine Kiss her on the lip, she is not mine Putting up a fight, but she ain't mine Rich, no ice, but she ain't mine Pulling up right, but she ain't mine Rich nigga type, but she ain't mine She ain't too thick, but she ain't mine She don't wear a ring, but she ain't mine Posing for a pic, but she ain't mine Making hoes sick, but she ain't mine Putting up a fight, but she ain't mine Rich, no ice, but she ain't mine Pulling up right, but she ain't mine Rich nigga type, but she ain't mine
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Written by: Antonio Tomaselli, Demetrius Jackson
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