The Streets
Helluva made this beat, baby
Yeah
I done lost my dawg to the streets (My dawg)
He didn't have it ballin' for me
We done got it all off the streets (Got it all)
Bad bitches fallin' for me (For me)
Baby, I'm a dog, I'm a beast (I'm a beast)
Hard to tell it all 'cause it's deep
Cryin' out for help for the weak (Oh, I need it)
Slidin' out with bro when it's beef
Ayy, I'ma leave my all on the beat
Man, I sold my heart, my niggas, my freedom
Soda, we need you
Yeah, I been drinkin' lean too
Yeah, I been servin' beans, I been doin' me
Still sell it to the fiends, eighty a G
Niggas talkin' 'bout tears, I done cried so many
Givenchy my shirt, couple hoodies by Fendi
Eighty sold for ten, they wasn't there for my sins
You know it's me when I'm slidin', nigga, ain't shit tinted
You was there when I started, dawg, you not when I finished
I told you I got you and I meant it
I done lost my dawg to the streets (My dawg)
He didn't have it ballin' for me
We done got it all off the streets (Got it all)
Bad bitches fallin' for me (For me)
Baby, I'm a dog, I'm a beast (I'm a beast)
Hard to tell it all 'cause it's deep
Cryin' out for help for the weak (Oh, I need it)
Slidin' out with bro when it's beef
Blowin' through the bag in my sleep
Baby, I ain't been home in weeks (In weeks)
Fuck a White Boy Rick, free Meech (Free Big Meech)
Tryna tell you that's the one we need (Yeah)
If I go, just label me a G (A G)
Nigga, you ain't never counted out a sleeve
Man, this lil' freaky bitch want my seed
I tell brodie 'nem pull up, make a scene
Pull up to the strip club, I'ma make a mess
12 on a nigga ass, I'ma bang a left
Devil on my shoulder, you know I ain't livin' right (Damn)
I do this shit for Soda, you know I'ma get it right (Yeah, yeah)
I done lost my dawg to the streets (My dawg)
He didn't have it ballin' for me
We done got it all off the streets (Got it all)
Bad bitches fallin' for me (For me)
Baby, I'm a dog, I'm a beast (I'm a beast)
Hard to tell it all 'cause it's deep
Cryin' out for help for the weak (Oh, I need it)
Slidin' out with bro when it's beef
Yeah
I done lost my dawg to the streets (My dawg)
He didn't have it ballin' for me
We done got it all off the streets (Got it all)
Bad bitches fallin' for me (For me)
Baby, I'm a dog, I'm a beast (I'm a beast)
Hard to tell it all 'cause it's deep
Cryin' out for help for the weak (Oh, I need it)
Slidin' out with bro when it's beef
Ayy, I'ma leave my all on the beat
Man, I sold my heart, my niggas, my freedom
Soda, we need you
Yeah, I been drinkin' lean too
Yeah, I been servin' beans, I been doin' me
Still sell it to the fiends, eighty a G
Niggas talkin' 'bout tears, I done cried so many
Givenchy my shirt, couple hoodies by Fendi
Eighty sold for ten, they wasn't there for my sins
You know it's me when I'm slidin', nigga, ain't shit tinted
You was there when I started, dawg, you not when I finished
I told you I got you and I meant it
I done lost my dawg to the streets (My dawg)
He didn't have it ballin' for me
We done got it all off the streets (Got it all)
Bad bitches fallin' for me (For me)
Baby, I'm a dog, I'm a beast (I'm a beast)
Hard to tell it all 'cause it's deep
Cryin' out for help for the weak (Oh, I need it)
Slidin' out with bro when it's beef
Blowin' through the bag in my sleep
Baby, I ain't been home in weeks (In weeks)
Fuck a White Boy Rick, free Meech (Free Big Meech)
Tryna tell you that's the one we need (Yeah)
If I go, just label me a G (A G)
Nigga, you ain't never counted out a sleeve
Man, this lil' freaky bitch want my seed
I tell brodie 'nem pull up, make a scene
Pull up to the strip club, I'ma make a mess
12 on a nigga ass, I'ma bang a left
Devil on my shoulder, you know I ain't livin' right (Damn)
I do this shit for Soda, you know I'ma get it right (Yeah, yeah)
I done lost my dawg to the streets (My dawg)
He didn't have it ballin' for me
We done got it all off the streets (Got it all)
Bad bitches fallin' for me (For me)
Baby, I'm a dog, I'm a beast (I'm a beast)
Hard to tell it all 'cause it's deep
Cryin' out for help for the weak (Oh, I need it)
Slidin' out with bro when it's beef
Credits
Writer(s): Martin Mccurtis, Dion Marquise Hayes, Marcellus Rayvon Register
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