In Dese Streets

They think I got a
They think I
They think I got a
I'm in dese streets
I'm in dese streets

They think I got a cold
The way I'm drinking lean
I can't make a dime without my triple beam
Y'all niggas be sleep
I'm out here eating
I just take cat naps
I'm in da streets
I think I got a cold
The way I'm drinking lean
I can't make a dime without my triple beam
Y'all niggas be sleep
I'm out here eating
I just take cat naps
I'm in da streets

Yeah I'm in the streets
Yeah I gotta eat
Yeah I'm about my cheese
Yeah I got a
I ain't wanna say it
Cause I know they watching me
Mack 9 on the dresser
Put your ass on a stretcher
Ball hard no pressure
All gas straight pressure
Quit all that flexin
Y'all know y'all ain't getting no fetti

I'm in dese streets

They think I got a cold
The way I'm drinking lean
I can't make a dime without my triple beam
Y'all niggas be sleep
I'm out here eating
I just take cat naps
I'm in da streets
I think I got a cold
The way I'm drinking lean
I can't make a dime without my triple beam
Y'all niggas be sleep
I'm out here eating
I just take cat naps
I'm in da streets

Thank the lord
Thank the lord
Thank the lord
For these blessings

For this hustle
And for my family

Thank the lord
Thank the lord
Thank the lord
For these blessings



Credits
Writer(s): Montavius Butler
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