These Streetz
These streets got a hold on me
Aw yeah
These streets got a hold on me
Cant let it go
These streets got a hold on me
These streets been so cold to me
Niggas locked up, 6 feet deep
Why they taking all the real OGs?
I did somethings you never seen
Did somethings you wouldn't believe
I didn't like it but thats how its gotta be
I earned my stripes up in the streets
Cause Im a beast
It was a lotta niggas hating they deceased
Took my time I was patient
On my grind I been waiting
I been dodging the Satan (Im dodging Satan)
Only focused on the Franklins
And I just had a revelation
No more spending time
With them time wasters
My money different colors
Never been a racist
Why they all up in my lane
We in different races
We in different paces
I go different places
I count faces on faces
Blue Benjis suffocating
See the frowns on they face
I know these niggas hating
Wishing I aint make it
They wishing I was complacent
Gotta keep that glocky on me
So I feel the safest
Went from shoebox money
To checking and savings
All this pain in my heart
It got my mind racing
Double dose of that Tec
I take a blunt a face it
These streets got a hold on me
These streets been so cold to me
Niggas locked up, 6 feet deep
Why they taking all the real OGs?
I did somethings you never seen
Did somethings you wouldn't believe
I didn't like it but thats how its gotta be
I earned my stripes up in the streets
Cause Im a beast
It was a lotta niggas hating they deceased
Streets so damn cold
Damn near got the frostbite
Wasn't nice
I know I wasn't living right
Got on my grind
And I survived all the strife
I hit the mall
And don't eeen care about the price
Feel like I'm soaring in the sky
Just like a kite
pour all my emotion in the dirty sprite
Back in the day
I couldn't even put up a fight
They did us bold
When they cut off my momma lights
I got that paper
Now my momma living right
She want vacation
I'm gone put her on a flight
I'm never slippin
I'm just drippin in this ice
No I don't want it
If I can't go buy it twice
These streets got a hold on me
These streets been so cold to me
Niggas locked up, 6 feet deep
Why they taking all the real OGs?
I did somethings you never seen
Did somethings you wouldn't believe
I didn't like it but thats how its gotta be
I earned my stripes up in the streets
Cause Im a beast
It was a lotta niggas hating they deceased
Aw yeah
These streets got a hold on me
Cant let it go
These streets got a hold on me
These streets been so cold to me
Niggas locked up, 6 feet deep
Why they taking all the real OGs?
I did somethings you never seen
Did somethings you wouldn't believe
I didn't like it but thats how its gotta be
I earned my stripes up in the streets
Cause Im a beast
It was a lotta niggas hating they deceased
Took my time I was patient
On my grind I been waiting
I been dodging the Satan (Im dodging Satan)
Only focused on the Franklins
And I just had a revelation
No more spending time
With them time wasters
My money different colors
Never been a racist
Why they all up in my lane
We in different races
We in different paces
I go different places
I count faces on faces
Blue Benjis suffocating
See the frowns on they face
I know these niggas hating
Wishing I aint make it
They wishing I was complacent
Gotta keep that glocky on me
So I feel the safest
Went from shoebox money
To checking and savings
All this pain in my heart
It got my mind racing
Double dose of that Tec
I take a blunt a face it
These streets got a hold on me
These streets been so cold to me
Niggas locked up, 6 feet deep
Why they taking all the real OGs?
I did somethings you never seen
Did somethings you wouldn't believe
I didn't like it but thats how its gotta be
I earned my stripes up in the streets
Cause Im a beast
It was a lotta niggas hating they deceased
Streets so damn cold
Damn near got the frostbite
Wasn't nice
I know I wasn't living right
Got on my grind
And I survived all the strife
I hit the mall
And don't eeen care about the price
Feel like I'm soaring in the sky
Just like a kite
pour all my emotion in the dirty sprite
Back in the day
I couldn't even put up a fight
They did us bold
When they cut off my momma lights
I got that paper
Now my momma living right
She want vacation
I'm gone put her on a flight
I'm never slippin
I'm just drippin in this ice
No I don't want it
If I can't go buy it twice
These streets got a hold on me
These streets been so cold to me
Niggas locked up, 6 feet deep
Why they taking all the real OGs?
I did somethings you never seen
Did somethings you wouldn't believe
I didn't like it but thats how its gotta be
I earned my stripes up in the streets
Cause Im a beast
It was a lotta niggas hating they deceased
Credits
Writer(s): Myles Akins
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