Intro to the Streets
Wait is it me
Or is there entirely too many snitches in the streets
How you niggas gone be dope boys, killers and police
Take my chain, Who? A nigga ass gone die if he reach
All these Bluefaces in my pockets Ion give a fuck if I'm off beat, Aye
I feel like Ike again so let me get right back on beat, Aye
I feel like Iverson I left him shook for about a week, Aye
The way we popping 10's that boy getting whooped up out his sleep
They know that we get geeked
I love the streets because the speak of me highly
Don't need no label cause they've already signed me
Said fuck a dime and went and bought me a 9 piece
Alphabet bitches in my DM on IG
Lil bitch yo baby daddy a rat that nigga droppin soap
Just put his body in a cast that nigga extra broke
They just talking about making plays them niggas ain't having motion
Ok Malcolm let the streets know
Yeh! Yeh!
Doing numbers off the weed like I'm selling coke
It's a lot of niggas hating on me cause they steady broke
There's a lot of niggas lying to my face they was selling hope
Hope the police don't beat my cousin he on the run for bodies
Can you keep a secret girl can you keep it quiet
If you tell someone we fuckin you might start a riot
I don't fuck with niggas they say sometimes I act bias
Receiving collect calls plus I ball like a eye lid
Louis Vuitton just for fun, I'm a fly kid
Know I'm the Don they my sons, nigga my kid
Throw away my lips, I could never speak what I did
I drop some money on yo head like I buy wigs
Yeh! Yeh! Let a nigga try it
I done made a lot of money did it quiet
I'm going up on auto cruise like a plane Yeh, Yeh
MGM the gang we taking off clear the lane Yeh, Yeh
I love the streets because the speak of me highly
Don't need no label cause they've already signed me
Said fuck a dime and went and bought me a 9 piece
Alphabet bitches in my DM on IG
Lil bitch yo baby daddy a rat that nigga droppin soap
Just put his body in a cast that nigga extra broke
They just talking about making plays them niggas ain't having motion
Now It's my time to let the streets know
Aye, Aye
Thotiana! Cousin Ebony! Dashiki
She fucked my brother, fucked Lil Lett and fucked me
Just stay up out my business I don't need yo company
I aught to buy that hoe a Volkswagen for buggin me
Never serve a nigga out yo spot you got to meet em, Aye
These niggas rats, these niggas 12, they play the people
They be trying to act like they selling bells them niggas ding'em
I'll pull you pussy niggas hoe card like where the visa
Thought it was sweet like we was stevia
Niggas tried to act like I didn't feed em
They say the money the root of evil
How you gone say that we the people
Itching for a body like I got measles
Running with Hot like I got fever
We'll fall out I still wouldn't leave him
Earned my stripe without Adidas
I'll never switch up on my niggas I keep my lights off
I put a 30 clips in Nina and she a dike now
I went Mike Tyson in that pussy she lasted 1 round
Popped a Perc and turned into Laila Ali she want to fight now
I love the streets because the speak of me highly
Don't need no label cause they've already signed me
Said fuck a dime and went and bought me a 9 piece
Alphabet bitches in my DM on IG
Lil bitch yo baby daddy a rat that nigga droppin soap
Just put his body in a cast that nigga extra broke
They just talking about making plays them niggas ain't having motion
Now It's our time to let the streets know
Or is there entirely too many snitches in the streets
How you niggas gone be dope boys, killers and police
Take my chain, Who? A nigga ass gone die if he reach
All these Bluefaces in my pockets Ion give a fuck if I'm off beat, Aye
I feel like Ike again so let me get right back on beat, Aye
I feel like Iverson I left him shook for about a week, Aye
The way we popping 10's that boy getting whooped up out his sleep
They know that we get geeked
I love the streets because the speak of me highly
Don't need no label cause they've already signed me
Said fuck a dime and went and bought me a 9 piece
Alphabet bitches in my DM on IG
Lil bitch yo baby daddy a rat that nigga droppin soap
Just put his body in a cast that nigga extra broke
They just talking about making plays them niggas ain't having motion
Ok Malcolm let the streets know
Yeh! Yeh!
Doing numbers off the weed like I'm selling coke
It's a lot of niggas hating on me cause they steady broke
There's a lot of niggas lying to my face they was selling hope
Hope the police don't beat my cousin he on the run for bodies
Can you keep a secret girl can you keep it quiet
If you tell someone we fuckin you might start a riot
I don't fuck with niggas they say sometimes I act bias
Receiving collect calls plus I ball like a eye lid
Louis Vuitton just for fun, I'm a fly kid
Know I'm the Don they my sons, nigga my kid
Throw away my lips, I could never speak what I did
I drop some money on yo head like I buy wigs
Yeh! Yeh! Let a nigga try it
I done made a lot of money did it quiet
I'm going up on auto cruise like a plane Yeh, Yeh
MGM the gang we taking off clear the lane Yeh, Yeh
I love the streets because the speak of me highly
Don't need no label cause they've already signed me
Said fuck a dime and went and bought me a 9 piece
Alphabet bitches in my DM on IG
Lil bitch yo baby daddy a rat that nigga droppin soap
Just put his body in a cast that nigga extra broke
They just talking about making plays them niggas ain't having motion
Now It's my time to let the streets know
Aye, Aye
Thotiana! Cousin Ebony! Dashiki
She fucked my brother, fucked Lil Lett and fucked me
Just stay up out my business I don't need yo company
I aught to buy that hoe a Volkswagen for buggin me
Never serve a nigga out yo spot you got to meet em, Aye
These niggas rats, these niggas 12, they play the people
They be trying to act like they selling bells them niggas ding'em
I'll pull you pussy niggas hoe card like where the visa
Thought it was sweet like we was stevia
Niggas tried to act like I didn't feed em
They say the money the root of evil
How you gone say that we the people
Itching for a body like I got measles
Running with Hot like I got fever
We'll fall out I still wouldn't leave him
Earned my stripe without Adidas
I'll never switch up on my niggas I keep my lights off
I put a 30 clips in Nina and she a dike now
I went Mike Tyson in that pussy she lasted 1 round
Popped a Perc and turned into Laila Ali she want to fight now
I love the streets because the speak of me highly
Don't need no label cause they've already signed me
Said fuck a dime and went and bought me a 9 piece
Alphabet bitches in my DM on IG
Lil bitch yo baby daddy a rat that nigga droppin soap
Just put his body in a cast that nigga extra broke
They just talking about making plays them niggas ain't having motion
Now It's our time to let the streets know
Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Lett
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