Lyrics:
got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key
live, yeah
I got your ho on a leash
Got a plug, he Vietnamese
We the niggas they wanna be
'Cause we got the key to the streets
We got the key
every night!
(every night) hahaaaaa!
Yeah! - You wanna lose your life? uh!
Money is the key in the street life!
(street life)
Yeah! yup! - You wanna lose
off a trap phone (smash)
And we got the key to the streets (key)
We got your hoe on a leash (your hoe)
And I told her how to get money (money)
I
Forrest, to the money, run Forrest, yeah
Hot boys, yeah we really hot boys, yeah
Your girl, yeah she really not yours, ayy, ayy
Got the key to the streets
hair hang down, wear the dress your mother wore
Let me sleep beside you
Lock away your childhood and throw away the key
For now the streets and city
the way
We go all the way up but we do it lowkey
I got the key to the streets
I got the key to the streets
I'm a real shinobi
I'm a real shinobi
Ech ben im
Yeeeeee
I woke up...
Feelin' like the MuthaFuccin MAN!
CMC!
All eyes on me
Got the keys to the streets
Dead bodies all I see
Bag them hunnits all
live, yeah
I got your ho on a leash
Got a plug, he Vietnamese
We the niggas they wanna be
'Cause we got the key to the streets
We got the key
got two left feet
Do the hustle, put keys in the street
Then I'm ballroom dancing, ke-ke'ing in the suite
Sweet, BB's on the feet
TV's in the seat,
I got the key to the streets
I got the key to the safe
He wanna see what I'm selling
I put a key in his face
I just got back from the dealer
I got
I'll make them pay
At Low-Key Lou's Dean Street Food
Hey Massaman, I've got Kinga, Kuz and Fran blending their gumbo out back
Hey Massaman, there's
on the chain (Racks)
You spent your last fifty (Ugh, cash)
I got the keys to the streets (Keys)
You got the key to defeat (Defeated)
I got the keys
I think it’s ‘bout time that I takeover,
'Cause I got the key to the streets
I been a beast on the leash
Got a lot that’s depending on me
I think
(I'm a locksmith, but I only got the keys to the streets)
You don't belong in the field, hit them bleachers (hit the bleachers)
Blow the nerves
boys, yeah
Your girl, yeah, she really not yours, ayy, ayy
Got the key to the streets
Been pushin' so long, don't need a key
Got the key
On Maudlin Street
In pain, and ashamed
With never time to say
Those special things...oh
I took the key from Maudlin Street
Well, it's only bricks
got a few chains worth a hundred keys
Them say they wan romp, mi say, "Pussy, please"
Pussy boy never worried me
My clips up on the streets
Nuh call
back of the seat, yea, yea
I'm out here lookin' like Meech, flooded the Patek Philippe, yea, yea
Bookies all up in the piece, we got the key
the key to the street
The power of will, it's a force to be reckoned
From the way we move to the way we reckon
With the will to win, we can conquer all
when I build my shit it's gone be something like this
Little rich ass niggaz sitting on top of the cliff
Cars parked all the way down the street
I bet
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Me I got the password and keys for them (4Hunnid)
I got street love 'cause I'm real, goddamn
I hold no grudges,
a secret, fear is the key
When we meet in the street
My terror is complete
Love gets dangerous
Love gets dangerous
Like a drug that threatens to take
a secret, fear is the key
When we meet in the street
My terror is complete
Love gets dangerous
Love gets dangerous
Like a drug that threatens to take
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