For Da Streets

It's 4 Inna Morning Ain't Gettin No Sleep
Turn A Deuce To A Four I'm Hitting That Drink
It's A 10 band play I'm fuckin wit Bink
6 Inna morning I'm at the machine
Running wit scammers they swipin
Un, nigga they clicking
Niggas start running that drake thang hitting
He wanted the percs but I sold him the Ritalin
Broke ass nigga he skinny
Turn a deuce to a four and I'm going 50
Un, young nigga died wit his 50
He try slide and He died wit his glizzy
He lowered the number I'm still going high
We walking em down we ain't driving by
We dropping them niggas not just shots
The nigga was ducking and still got shot

He want the drink I'm hitting it
The Ro and the wock I'm chopping and mixing it
He gon die if he dissing me
Grabbing his wing you know I'm clipping em'
Go against the gang he gon die by the rope
Tryn get up on me you know that it's slow
I found me a lane ain't going back broke
That young nigga died on a slippery slope
He jumped outta line I taught him a lesson
He thinking he slime the drake gon bless him
He wanted a pint you know I finessed him
Took out a 5 and gave him 11
Just me and the gang bitch we getting rich
I'm buying the hood then icing my wrist
Un I hit his drink then I fucked on his bitch
He knew what it was off the rip

It's 4 Inna Morning Ain't Gettin No Sleep
Turn A Deuce To A Four I'm Hitting That Drink
It's A 10 band play I'm fuckin wit Bink
6 Inna morning I'm at the machine
Running wit scammers they swipin
Un, nigga they clicking
Niggas start running that drake thang hitting
He wanted the percs but I sold him the Ritalin
Broke ass nigga he skinny
Turn a deuce to a four and I'm going 50
Un, young nigga died wit his 50
He try slide and He died wit his glizzy
He lowered the number I'm still going high
We walking em down we ain't driving by
We dropping them niggas not just shots
The nigga was ducking and still got shot



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Writer(s): Khali Brown
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