OLD STREETS [Remix]

Yeah, ooh Yeah, yeah That's my brother So if you crossin' him you crossin' me Fuck all these hoes, please get 'em off of me We from the gutter Every night we ate bologna meat Bitch, watch your tone 'cause ain't no ho in me They say I'm greedy When I be only tryna feed the team Somebody tell me who been feedin' me? No, I ain't easy Take all these drugs like I might OD Game ain't the same, I miss the old streets Man, I miss the old streets These niggas lame, they gotta show me They know my name, but they don't know me Got all this pain, somebody hold me, yeah So now I ball like Kobe, yeah These niggas be so phony, yeah They wanna be my homie, yeah But I been grindin' by my lonely, yeah Cold winters, cold killers and cold dinners My granny trippin', her grandson a dope dealer My ho trippin', no pics, it's just business Stop bitchin', get out your feelings, just roll with it It's all sickenin', the bills hittin', my mom's missin' Pops flippin', the time's tickin', the day's shiftin' I can't fix it, move with it, just groove with it Too smooth with it, I kept prayin', I'm God's gifted, yeah Never change on my brothers, I'm not switchin' Better not hang with no others, we not with it All the opps takin' cover, got caught slippin' Go spin they block with them cutters, we not missin' Man, I miss the old streets These niggas lame, they gotta show me They know my name, but they don't know me Got all this pain, somebody hold me, yeah So now I ball like Kobe, yeah These niggas be so phony, yeah They wanna be my homie, yeah But I been grindin' by my lonely, yeah Practically, I give you my last, ain't no askin' me (ain't no askin' me) You just mad I got them gang members in back of me I lost my dawg and his soul's still attached to me Don't blame my homie for his murder, blame his accuracy Real killer, I told that bitch that's the 'Raq in me Block bitches settin' up some rappers and some athletes I'm takin' care of lot of lawyer fees, I can't rap for free Hit too many bumps inside the road, it feel like acne (let's get it) And I can never keep a job 'cause I was big teethin' (big teethin') They caught him lackin' off a square because his bitch cheatin' (bitch cheatin') I keep the old streets away 'cause they was big leechin' (big leechin'), yeah And I miss the old streets Put a Perc' inside the lean but that's the old me (the old me) You know what happened if you owe me, that's the old me (that's the old me) Don't DM 'bout no shootin', nigga show me (show me) And ain't no keyboard, they gon' pull up, that's the old streets Man, I miss the old streets These niggas lame, they gotta show me They know my name, but they don't know me Got all this pain, somebody hold me, yeah So now I ball like Kobe, yeah These niggas be so phony, yeah They wanna be my homie, yeah But I been grinding by my lonely, yeah