Voice of the Streets

Had to get it out the mud
We didn't have no choice
How he slide down Del Rosa
In a Rolls Royce
Ain't no cap we know the truth
You know we coming real
Pop my shit for the ones who don't got no voice
Taking Ls apart of it
You know that it come with that
What you know about investing
Probably didn't make it back
Probably didn't make it flip
But when it worked you doubled that
When you on a mission locked in
It ain't no fun wit that
Told lil baby I just want her mouth
Without no love attached
You gone see who really with you
When you down and pockets flat
Time is everything
That's one thing you can't double back
Oh you do it for the gram huh
We ain't with none of that
How you dog the bitch
That fucked with you when you was low
Then go cuff a bitch
That wouldn't fuck you if you was broke
You was thinking bout the love
She was thinking bout the dough
Now you paying child support just like a car note
It was planned
Jealousy be in jokes now check yo mans
I'm just tryna get you right
Cause I don't think you understand
How you screaming gang gang
But they won't lend a helping hand
Stay out the way and get to it
I would highly recommend
Cause bitches be setting up
Thinking with yo dick
You slide through and they gone wet you up
Have you out here dead as fuck
It's too late now
Ambulance gone have to pick you up
Mama gone have to sell plates to run them digits up
This real shit I ain't tryna preach
Fly nigga from the head to feet
I know you heard of me
Get you a solid team out the streets
You gone take it there
But don't be holding niggas tryna leech
Niggas would slime you like it's lime green
New jays and fresh white tees
Boy I'll tell you about the fine things
Applying pressure since nineteen
A cold playa
A bitch could never trick with the mind things
Had to cut some niggas off and on my mama it hurt
When it's really genuine
That's when the pain is the worse
From the Inland tryna make it big and break the curse
Got to patch ya self up the streets don't come with a nurse
In the trenches with my gold on
Got real respect so any disrespect you get rolled on
Free my niggas that got told on
Got Double digits at a young age
Before 21 yall coming home
I'm finna get back in my bully mode
No distractions when I'm in my zone
I work better when I'm all alone
They copy everything I do look at all my lil clones
Niggas out here backtracking lost tryna find a home
Hope you niggas find a way
Cause that ain't the answer
Instagram now n days killing shit like cancer
Better stay woke
I'm hungry for this shit and they know
Like Aaliyah with the moves how I'm rocking her boat
I'm the truth and they know that
They ain't rapping like this
Yea they did it coo
But they ain't get it cracking like this
Since middle school
I always knew I'll make it happen like this
They like what the fuck happened
Why he snapping like this for real
These streets hot and I'm cold as it get
So pray for me while I'm taking these risk
Cuban links and gold ropes
To let you know niggas know we back on that shit
Foot on the gas we ain't letting up shit
We controlling this shit for real



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Writer(s): Anthony Ford
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