Streets Dont Love Me
Ay
Lil Auto
Huh
What that boy say
Man this shit crazy out here
What
Streets don't love me
Nah
The streets don't love me
Nah
The streets don't love me
Nah
The streets don't love me
Nah
Streets don't love
Nah
The streets don't love me
Nah
The streets don't love me
Aye
Im only 21
Thoughts and dreams bout riding with 21
Killing these lil pussy niggas with tommy guns
I gotta freak and I bet she got fuck for sum
Give 'em the word and my niggas gon handle em
Handle em
Handle em
I know you niggas got think that it is a bluff
Choppa go do do do do till he had enough
Reload the clip and go do do do do
I don't think that he had enough
Loaded baked potato
Choppa hot hot Fuego
Shells bussin they making a rainbow
Niggas they ducking like they had a chance
That drum gon beat em to sleep out his pants
That choppa gon eat on his meat like a trans
And that's where we stand
So checkout the stance
Lil shawty was wet as fuck off the first glance
Balenci the top and I forgot the pants
She said me too and invited a friend
I nodded off in the back of the Benz
Fucking this slut out her Cartier lenses
Where is lil Auto
Well that all depends
Where is the act
Where is the gas
Where is the hoes
Rock out fasho
That's where he be
See that's where he goes
Designer
Designer
All over my toes
I was just down
But niggas I rose
I make the opps red like a rose
Left for a month so I bought her a rose
Taking a flick so I don't gotta pose
From every angle they gon eat it fasho huh
Fasho huh
Yea yea
Yea
The streets don't love me
Nah
Streets don't don't me
Nah
Streets don't love me
Nah
Streets don't love me
Nah
Streets don't love me
Nah
Streets don't love me
Nah
Streets don't love me
Yea yea
Everyday I'm alive feel like a test
Huh
Yea
You can't get to comfortable when you this rich
Huh yea
No this game not for free
Yea we charge a fee
Wishing death on anybody I call enemy
I know niggas plotting
I know niggas hate on me
Wishing death on anybody I call enemy
Life of auto so you know we swerving SRTs
If I was Will Smith I would've slapped him with the keys
Lil Auto
Huh
What that boy say
Man this shit crazy out here
What
Streets don't love me
Nah
The streets don't love me
Nah
The streets don't love me
Nah
The streets don't love me
Nah
Streets don't love
Nah
The streets don't love me
Nah
The streets don't love me
Aye
Im only 21
Thoughts and dreams bout riding with 21
Killing these lil pussy niggas with tommy guns
I gotta freak and I bet she got fuck for sum
Give 'em the word and my niggas gon handle em
Handle em
Handle em
I know you niggas got think that it is a bluff
Choppa go do do do do till he had enough
Reload the clip and go do do do do
I don't think that he had enough
Loaded baked potato
Choppa hot hot Fuego
Shells bussin they making a rainbow
Niggas they ducking like they had a chance
That drum gon beat em to sleep out his pants
That choppa gon eat on his meat like a trans
And that's where we stand
So checkout the stance
Lil shawty was wet as fuck off the first glance
Balenci the top and I forgot the pants
She said me too and invited a friend
I nodded off in the back of the Benz
Fucking this slut out her Cartier lenses
Where is lil Auto
Well that all depends
Where is the act
Where is the gas
Where is the hoes
Rock out fasho
That's where he be
See that's where he goes
Designer
Designer
All over my toes
I was just down
But niggas I rose
I make the opps red like a rose
Left for a month so I bought her a rose
Taking a flick so I don't gotta pose
From every angle they gon eat it fasho huh
Fasho huh
Yea yea
Yea
The streets don't love me
Nah
Streets don't don't me
Nah
Streets don't love me
Nah
Streets don't love me
Nah
Streets don't love me
Nah
Streets don't love me
Nah
Streets don't love me
Yea yea
Everyday I'm alive feel like a test
Huh
Yea
You can't get to comfortable when you this rich
Huh yea
No this game not for free
Yea we charge a fee
Wishing death on anybody I call enemy
I know niggas plotting
I know niggas hate on me
Wishing death on anybody I call enemy
Life of auto so you know we swerving SRTs
If I was Will Smith I would've slapped him with the keys
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Writer(s): Miguel Boulai
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