TURN THE STREETS UP
Ayy, turn the streets up (FOREVERROLLING) turn the streets up (yeah)
G, turn the streets up (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I believed in dope dealers, not the tooth fairy
They told me slide every day to learn to shoot better
He still a OG, well-respected, but he too heavy
He taught us money murder happen like a new level
And if you keep it all together, then your crew special
I'm smoking cigarettes in a foreign, burning my seat leather
But I ain't trippin', this my shit, not no exotic rental
When politickin', don't talk, listen, figure out intentions
You don't want no motor mouth ass nigga as your co-defendant
Too many grown ass men out here co-depending
Relying on another nigga to go fix they issue
The type of shit to make my situation monumental
Three of us hopped out rentals, run off, knock off niggas' mental
He leave, he walk with limps like shitting without no toilet tissue
You prob'ly playa, but can't play us with no fundamentals
Games, I fix 'em, pay my competition confidential
You gotta take the heat, come wit' it, out here claiming killers
Real street vendor, French our trap houses more bitter senses
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
When the police come, tell 'em you ain't see nothin'
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
Don't lay your head at the spot, you bring yo' freaks up
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
I'm surfing strong, dog, overdose a T-cup
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
I show the fiends love, hit me if you need somethin'
Yeah, I got it out the stove
Block hot, heart cold
Foreignness, big Drabs
If any one of these bullets touch him, he won't be the same
The way I make a tough ass nigga holler out for they momma name
It'll be a cold day in hell, you think that I'ma change
Twisting the bowl, make it swollen, add the Lidocaine
Even if I stretch it, it's gon' come back like a lighter change
We wrapped his arm up with the seatbelt, then we tied the veins
They hit the same batch killed his buddy, think he want the same
He want the highs to project him to another plane
Then when he come down, he gon' call me in a couple days
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
When the police come, tell 'em you ain't see nothin'
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
Don't lay your head at the spot, you bring yo' freaks up
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
I'm surfing strong, dog, overdose a T-cup
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
I show the fiends love, hit me if you need somethin'
Man, I got you
Hold up, hold on, hold on, what we say?
They been using and abusing the young turnt nigga shit, man
They need to hear from that real nigga, man, the biggest
You niggas ain't turnt
You niggas ain't turnt
We can go, y'all
Ah
We ain't even gon' call it dog shit no more
That's horse shit there, man
Man, man, turn the streets up, man
That's horse shit, man
Aye, nah, that's our motto, bro
Turn the streets up
G, turn the streets up (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I believed in dope dealers, not the tooth fairy
They told me slide every day to learn to shoot better
He still a OG, well-respected, but he too heavy
He taught us money murder happen like a new level
And if you keep it all together, then your crew special
I'm smoking cigarettes in a foreign, burning my seat leather
But I ain't trippin', this my shit, not no exotic rental
When politickin', don't talk, listen, figure out intentions
You don't want no motor mouth ass nigga as your co-defendant
Too many grown ass men out here co-depending
Relying on another nigga to go fix they issue
The type of shit to make my situation monumental
Three of us hopped out rentals, run off, knock off niggas' mental
He leave, he walk with limps like shitting without no toilet tissue
You prob'ly playa, but can't play us with no fundamentals
Games, I fix 'em, pay my competition confidential
You gotta take the heat, come wit' it, out here claiming killers
Real street vendor, French our trap houses more bitter senses
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
When the police come, tell 'em you ain't see nothin'
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
Don't lay your head at the spot, you bring yo' freaks up
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
I'm surfing strong, dog, overdose a T-cup
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
I show the fiends love, hit me if you need somethin'
Yeah, I got it out the stove
Block hot, heart cold
Foreignness, big Drabs
If any one of these bullets touch him, he won't be the same
The way I make a tough ass nigga holler out for they momma name
It'll be a cold day in hell, you think that I'ma change
Twisting the bowl, make it swollen, add the Lidocaine
Even if I stretch it, it's gon' come back like a lighter change
We wrapped his arm up with the seatbelt, then we tied the veins
They hit the same batch killed his buddy, think he want the same
He want the highs to project him to another plane
Then when he come down, he gon' call me in a couple days
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
When the police come, tell 'em you ain't see nothin'
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
Don't lay your head at the spot, you bring yo' freaks up
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
I'm surfing strong, dog, overdose a T-cup
Turn the streets up, G, turn the streets up
I show the fiends love, hit me if you need somethin'
Man, I got you
Hold up, hold on, hold on, what we say?
They been using and abusing the young turnt nigga shit, man
They need to hear from that real nigga, man, the biggest
You niggas ain't turnt
You niggas ain't turnt
We can go, y'all
Ah
We ain't even gon' call it dog shit no more
That's horse shit there, man
Man, man, turn the streets up, man
That's horse shit, man
Aye, nah, that's our motto, bro
Turn the streets up
Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr., John Carlos Ramirez, Vincent Charette, George A. Stone Iii
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