Streets Don't Like Nobody
Hmm mmh
Ohh ohh
U remind of a girl that I
Of a girl that I once knew
Last time I checked it was a murda
Last time I checked it was a murda
You know the street don't like nobody
But your body
You know the street don't like nobody
But your body
There's life outside, shawty said she good alone
She done been traumatized
Whatever she hears, she says that's cap
She still got hopes tho
Hopes of ring, she wants a wealthy king
Who will treat her like a queen
And will kneel like Kaepernick
She likes them old with money
Cause baby wants a soft life
These niggas like them young
He dont like you
He wants some fresh ass
Couple dates, turned into some one night stand
You got trapped bae
He got you and now he getting distant
Down bad thinkin bout the guy
That used to like you
He moved on he done chasing your ass
He tired to waste time
All that love shit got you fucked up
She just wants money now cause streets dont like nobody
Hmm mmh
Ohh ohh
U remind of a girl that I
Of a girl that I once knew
Last time I checked it was a murda
Last time I checked it was a murda
You know the street don't like nobody
But your body
You know the street don't like nobody
But your body
Miami nights reminiscing about the strip club
It's lonely by my side
Shit is quiet like a church
I'm on the gram I hit the search bar
I got some time to kill
I made her runaway
I could see why would she leave
Young bachelor
I m dating on tax bracket
I dont want no broke hoes
Toxic ways that I aint trying to deal with
I cure them with some liquor
The picture ugly
Shorty says she wants some money
She barely know me
Called me broke I said whoa
She got some audacity
And I bet she a got a only fans
Bingo
That stupid friend is probably your only fan
Pointless dates let me hit my ex
Oh that wine wining
Now I'm horny now
I need some sex
I got to chill, let me think
I got to focus on myself
Cause nowadays all these people
They just care about themselves
So what to do?
Try to stack some money
Streets dont like nobody
but I know for a fact
That the street do like the money
Hmm mmh
Ohh ohh
U remind of a girl that I
Of a girl that I once knew
Last time I checked it was a murda
Last time I checked it was a murda
You know the street don't like nobody
But your body
You know the street don't like nobody
But your body
Ohh ohh
U remind of a girl that I
Of a girl that I once knew
Last time I checked it was a murda
Last time I checked it was a murda
You know the street don't like nobody
But your body
You know the street don't like nobody
But your body
There's life outside, shawty said she good alone
She done been traumatized
Whatever she hears, she says that's cap
She still got hopes tho
Hopes of ring, she wants a wealthy king
Who will treat her like a queen
And will kneel like Kaepernick
She likes them old with money
Cause baby wants a soft life
These niggas like them young
He dont like you
He wants some fresh ass
Couple dates, turned into some one night stand
You got trapped bae
He got you and now he getting distant
Down bad thinkin bout the guy
That used to like you
He moved on he done chasing your ass
He tired to waste time
All that love shit got you fucked up
She just wants money now cause streets dont like nobody
Hmm mmh
Ohh ohh
U remind of a girl that I
Of a girl that I once knew
Last time I checked it was a murda
Last time I checked it was a murda
You know the street don't like nobody
But your body
You know the street don't like nobody
But your body
Miami nights reminiscing about the strip club
It's lonely by my side
Shit is quiet like a church
I'm on the gram I hit the search bar
I got some time to kill
I made her runaway
I could see why would she leave
Young bachelor
I m dating on tax bracket
I dont want no broke hoes
Toxic ways that I aint trying to deal with
I cure them with some liquor
The picture ugly
Shorty says she wants some money
She barely know me
Called me broke I said whoa
She got some audacity
And I bet she a got a only fans
Bingo
That stupid friend is probably your only fan
Pointless dates let me hit my ex
Oh that wine wining
Now I'm horny now
I need some sex
I got to chill, let me think
I got to focus on myself
Cause nowadays all these people
They just care about themselves
So what to do?
Try to stack some money
Streets dont like nobody
but I know for a fact
That the street do like the money
Hmm mmh
Ohh ohh
U remind of a girl that I
Of a girl that I once knew
Last time I checked it was a murda
Last time I checked it was a murda
You know the street don't like nobody
But your body
You know the street don't like nobody
But your body
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Writer(s): Emmanuel Dalle
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