The Streets Don't Love You
(Trobi on the beat)
Supermodels, supercars
You might do the SRT, but we gon' do the SVR
Lambo', 'Rari, Bentley cars, dripping like we Evian
Gotta keep it Headie One and aim it at the heavy one
We don't care about who you are, the streets left me confused
When I realised ain't nobody gon' love you
Ain't no trust and ain't no lover to come to
I make him pay right
Getting money, fuck your bitch at the same time
Going hundred miles per hours made me rewind
Yeah, I love the way your waist is thin, I won't lie, for real
I'm too high for sure
Made it harder for the next one to say she's mine
Oh she fly, summertime she's from Toronto
Hit up Dubai for real, you're too fly for sure, you move wild
My bro don't dance, don't want to drop the 4-5
We addicted to money, we make it rain on 'em
How can you say that you love me if you gon hate on me
They advice something different but it's the same to me
And for the gang, I told them I'll never change on 'em
Please don't ever change on me
Just drop some ashes on myself driving this Lamborghini
I'ma blow off my denim, this shit Mike Amiri
Who ever thought that we would make it this far
Hooyo ended up raising a star before Wraiths was a car
Supermodels, supercars
You might do the SRT but we gon' do the SVR
Lambo', 'Rari, Bentley cars, dripping like we Evian
Gotta keep it Headie One and aim it at the heavy one
We don't care about who you are, the streets left me confused
When I realised ain't nobody gon' love you
Ain't no trust and ain't no lover to come to
I make him pay right
Getting money, fuck your bitch at the same time
Going hundred miles per hours made me rewind
Yeah, I love the way your waist is thin, I won't lie, for real
I'm too high for sure
Made it harder for the next one to say she's mine
This is all I ever wanted, this is all I ever had
This is all that I've been given, bucket seats the SVR
Who would've thought we'd get this far
We here today but we gone tomorrow
Why is it the minute you die the moment they show you love?
Worst pain, it was the price of my love
Enough graves, I'm just saying, why are we killing each other?
I spend a stack for every day of the month
Hot stepping the Bentayaga, bitch who do you love? What's love?
She got the Aquafina, I just wanna go deeper
I know deep down she's an eater, so much things that's going on
I'm still fighting these demons, someone take away the pain
Why does the pain feel like it will never go away
I'm at the stage where forever doesn't feel that far away
I wear a mask to hide the pain
Look in my eyes, you see it doesn't hide a thing
But heavy is the head who gets it in, yeah
Supermodels, supercars
You might do the SRT but we gon' do the SVR
Lambo', 'Rari, Bentley cars, dripping like we Evian
Gotta keep it Headie One and aim it at the heavy one
We don't care about who you are, the streets left me confused
When I realised ain't nobody gon' love you
Ain't no trust and ain't no lover to come to
I make him pay right
Getting money, fuck your bitch at the same time
Going hundred miles per hours made me rewind
Yeah, I love the way your waist is thin, I won't lie, for real
I'm too high for sure
Made it harder for the next one to say she's mine
Supermodels, supercars
You might do the SRT, but we gon' do the SVR
Lambo', 'Rari, Bentley cars, dripping like we Evian
Gotta keep it Headie One and aim it at the heavy one
We don't care about who you are, the streets left me confused
When I realised ain't nobody gon' love you
Ain't no trust and ain't no lover to come to
I make him pay right
Getting money, fuck your bitch at the same time
Going hundred miles per hours made me rewind
Yeah, I love the way your waist is thin, I won't lie, for real
I'm too high for sure
Made it harder for the next one to say she's mine
Oh she fly, summertime she's from Toronto
Hit up Dubai for real, you're too fly for sure, you move wild
My bro don't dance, don't want to drop the 4-5
We addicted to money, we make it rain on 'em
How can you say that you love me if you gon hate on me
They advice something different but it's the same to me
And for the gang, I told them I'll never change on 'em
Please don't ever change on me
Just drop some ashes on myself driving this Lamborghini
I'ma blow off my denim, this shit Mike Amiri
Who ever thought that we would make it this far
Hooyo ended up raising a star before Wraiths was a car
Supermodels, supercars
You might do the SRT but we gon' do the SVR
Lambo', 'Rari, Bentley cars, dripping like we Evian
Gotta keep it Headie One and aim it at the heavy one
We don't care about who you are, the streets left me confused
When I realised ain't nobody gon' love you
Ain't no trust and ain't no lover to come to
I make him pay right
Getting money, fuck your bitch at the same time
Going hundred miles per hours made me rewind
Yeah, I love the way your waist is thin, I won't lie, for real
I'm too high for sure
Made it harder for the next one to say she's mine
This is all I ever wanted, this is all I ever had
This is all that I've been given, bucket seats the SVR
Who would've thought we'd get this far
We here today but we gone tomorrow
Why is it the minute you die the moment they show you love?
Worst pain, it was the price of my love
Enough graves, I'm just saying, why are we killing each other?
I spend a stack for every day of the month
Hot stepping the Bentayaga, bitch who do you love? What's love?
She got the Aquafina, I just wanna go deeper
I know deep down she's an eater, so much things that's going on
I'm still fighting these demons, someone take away the pain
Why does the pain feel like it will never go away
I'm at the stage where forever doesn't feel that far away
I wear a mask to hide the pain
Look in my eyes, you see it doesn't hide a thing
But heavy is the head who gets it in, yeah
Supermodels, supercars
You might do the SRT but we gon' do the SVR
Lambo', 'Rari, Bentley cars, dripping like we Evian
Gotta keep it Headie One and aim it at the heavy one
We don't care about who you are, the streets left me confused
When I realised ain't nobody gon' love you
Ain't no trust and ain't no lover to come to
I make him pay right
Getting money, fuck your bitch at the same time
Going hundred miles per hours made me rewind
Yeah, I love the way your waist is thin, I won't lie, for real
I'm too high for sure
Made it harder for the next one to say she's mine
Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Du Chatenier, Rangel Silaev, We Want Wraiths
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