For the Streets
Hopping off the plane like where the bitchs at
Probably fuck yo baby mama get yo kids attached
She on my dick cause you know Yada
I be checking traps
She tired of you
She tell me lately she been feeling trapped
I tell yo bitch she leave wit me it ain't no coming back
& we gone be fuckin all night ima insomniac
You know I just lay down the wood
Think I'm a lumberjack
She gone damn near fall off the bed
Think she a running back
They be like Yada how you feeling
Never better
Iss safe to say you'll never rise up to my level
Ima big stepper
Send yo ass back to the devil
Think you a diamond
Til you crack from all the pressure
My ex bitch left me for dead
Like she ain't know I was the treasure
It's whatever
Take that L baby you won't find nothing better
Yada straight outta this world
I'm into Star & into Stella
Guess I'm just made for the streets had to go back
Baby my pleasure
Guess I'm back for the streets
& I come back to Em faithfully
Yo girl miss me so she welcome me gratefully
Just turned back for the streets
You know they welcome me gratefully
Niggas mad cause all they hoes wanna lay with me
Cause I'm back for the streets
Go tell my mama to pray for me
These hoes Janky & these Niggas be hating me
Guess I'm back for the streets
Always come back to Em faithfully
Yo girl miss me so she welcome me gratefully
Guess I'm back for the
Hopping off the plane like lemme get the bag
Might be on my way to work
Or somewhere flipping packs
You know I'm smoking you killed Kenny
This that Timmy pack
So please don't sit down in my whip if we not finna match
You know I got big reputation
Bae I really Makk
But ill still serve bra bra his papers ain't no gimme backs
Went to DePaul when I got out I went to get the trap
So I been Yada of all trades
Hoe fuck that Nigga jack
They be like yada wyd
Chasing cheddar cheese
Cause you broke niggas sholl ain't doing nothing special
Sheesh
But I can't worry
Can't let broke shit get the best of me
I'm way to player to be broke
That sound so ugaly
That bitch left me for dead
Tell her thank god I'm glad u set me free
Iss plenty of fish up in the sea
& lul Yada's a submarine
Fuck you mean
Fuck yo baby mama put her on the team
Now I'm playing fortnite with Jr on the projector screen
Guess I'm back for the streets
& I come back to Em faithfully
Yo girl miss me so she welcome me gratefully
Just turned back for the streets
You know they welcome me gratefully
Niggas mad cause all they hoes wanna lay with me
Cause I'm back for the streets
Go tell my mama to pray for me
These hoes Janky & these Niggas be hating me
Guess I'm back for the streets
Always come back to Em faithfully
Yo girl miss me so she welcome me gratefully
Guess I'm back for the streets
& I come back to em faithfully
Yo girl miss me so she welcome me gratefully
Just turned back for the streets
You know they welcome me gratefully
Niggas mad cause all they hoes wanna lay with me
Guess I'm back for the streets
Probably fuck yo baby mama get yo kids attached
She on my dick cause you know Yada
I be checking traps
She tired of you
She tell me lately she been feeling trapped
I tell yo bitch she leave wit me it ain't no coming back
& we gone be fuckin all night ima insomniac
You know I just lay down the wood
Think I'm a lumberjack
She gone damn near fall off the bed
Think she a running back
They be like Yada how you feeling
Never better
Iss safe to say you'll never rise up to my level
Ima big stepper
Send yo ass back to the devil
Think you a diamond
Til you crack from all the pressure
My ex bitch left me for dead
Like she ain't know I was the treasure
It's whatever
Take that L baby you won't find nothing better
Yada straight outta this world
I'm into Star & into Stella
Guess I'm just made for the streets had to go back
Baby my pleasure
Guess I'm back for the streets
& I come back to Em faithfully
Yo girl miss me so she welcome me gratefully
Just turned back for the streets
You know they welcome me gratefully
Niggas mad cause all they hoes wanna lay with me
Cause I'm back for the streets
Go tell my mama to pray for me
These hoes Janky & these Niggas be hating me
Guess I'm back for the streets
Always come back to Em faithfully
Yo girl miss me so she welcome me gratefully
Guess I'm back for the
Hopping off the plane like lemme get the bag
Might be on my way to work
Or somewhere flipping packs
You know I'm smoking you killed Kenny
This that Timmy pack
So please don't sit down in my whip if we not finna match
You know I got big reputation
Bae I really Makk
But ill still serve bra bra his papers ain't no gimme backs
Went to DePaul when I got out I went to get the trap
So I been Yada of all trades
Hoe fuck that Nigga jack
They be like yada wyd
Chasing cheddar cheese
Cause you broke niggas sholl ain't doing nothing special
Sheesh
But I can't worry
Can't let broke shit get the best of me
I'm way to player to be broke
That sound so ugaly
That bitch left me for dead
Tell her thank god I'm glad u set me free
Iss plenty of fish up in the sea
& lul Yada's a submarine
Fuck you mean
Fuck yo baby mama put her on the team
Now I'm playing fortnite with Jr on the projector screen
Guess I'm back for the streets
& I come back to Em faithfully
Yo girl miss me so she welcome me gratefully
Just turned back for the streets
You know they welcome me gratefully
Niggas mad cause all they hoes wanna lay with me
Cause I'm back for the streets
Go tell my mama to pray for me
These hoes Janky & these Niggas be hating me
Guess I'm back for the streets
Always come back to Em faithfully
Yo girl miss me so she welcome me gratefully
Guess I'm back for the streets
& I come back to em faithfully
Yo girl miss me so she welcome me gratefully
Just turned back for the streets
You know they welcome me gratefully
Niggas mad cause all they hoes wanna lay with me
Guess I'm back for the streets
Credits
Writer(s): Rainey Hardin
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