Street Calls (feat. AMMO DADON)
Streets keep calling me
Streets keep
Calling
Call
Calling me
Keep on calling me
The streets keep calling me
The streets keep
Calling
Call
Calling me
Keep on calling me
It's kinda hard tryna dodge the streets
They keep calling
Thoughts about when times was sweet
Elite balling
Precaution on my mind
But these police scorching
Of course I caught some time
It seems I keep falling
Damn
Wars scars
Survived the winter storms
My bro dropped
He died up in my arms
I wish Ahk
Did not
Ignore my calls
My phone hot
The spot was going hard
Went from grams to z's
Mad rapid
Slung smack the feigns
Come back scratching
Turned packs to G's
From transactions
She singing come back to me
Like Janet Jackson
I had enough of the bull
My nigga told
Getting cuffed and booked is getting old
Cold cuts
And Push ups
In the hole
I guess my soul stuck in the hood
It's all I know
Cause yo
I really ain't trying to go back and shit but
The streets keep calling me
The streets keep
Calling
Call
Calling me
Keep on calling me
The streets keep calling me
The streets keep
Calling
Call
Calling me
Keep on calling me
We done survived too many struggles
Know I'm riding off the muscle
Loud booming til they muzzled
Only love you when they cuff you
Or a hole
Like who dug who
Silly hoes really fuck you
Set you up take your duffle
For the next nigga to stuck you
Who me I scuffle
Afterwards it's fuck you
Unless you one of the bros
Then I love you
We had to hit the kennel
Get money for the rental
Caught slipping accidental
Didn't know what he got into
In real life I'm mental
Bro know I'm the foolest nigga from town
When I'm reacting
Otherwise I'm the boolest nigga around
That's no bapping
Who's who I'm tapped in
New shoes and Mac 10's
Before you start to clapping
Niggas better stick to rapping
You the type believe shit in a post
Yeah I'm chilling out
Times got me doing shit the most
Got that yeah yeah and that nope
Striving to bring in hope
Tell you Billy
Leave you silly
That's no joke
Riding through yo city
With that Lizzy
And that dope
Sliding through yo city
With that Litty
And that dope
Muhammad on the ropes
World Greatest
Keep on calling me
Call
Calling me
Keep on calling me
The streets keep calling me
The streets keep
Calling
Call
Calling me
Keep on calling me
Streets keep calling me
The streets keep
Calling
Call
Calling me
Keep on calling me
Streets keep
Calling
Call
Calling me
Keep on calling me
The streets keep calling me
The streets keep
Calling
Call
Calling me
Keep on calling me
It's kinda hard tryna dodge the streets
They keep calling
Thoughts about when times was sweet
Elite balling
Precaution on my mind
But these police scorching
Of course I caught some time
It seems I keep falling
Damn
Wars scars
Survived the winter storms
My bro dropped
He died up in my arms
I wish Ahk
Did not
Ignore my calls
My phone hot
The spot was going hard
Went from grams to z's
Mad rapid
Slung smack the feigns
Come back scratching
Turned packs to G's
From transactions
She singing come back to me
Like Janet Jackson
I had enough of the bull
My nigga told
Getting cuffed and booked is getting old
Cold cuts
And Push ups
In the hole
I guess my soul stuck in the hood
It's all I know
Cause yo
I really ain't trying to go back and shit but
The streets keep calling me
The streets keep
Calling
Call
Calling me
Keep on calling me
The streets keep calling me
The streets keep
Calling
Call
Calling me
Keep on calling me
We done survived too many struggles
Know I'm riding off the muscle
Loud booming til they muzzled
Only love you when they cuff you
Or a hole
Like who dug who
Silly hoes really fuck you
Set you up take your duffle
For the next nigga to stuck you
Who me I scuffle
Afterwards it's fuck you
Unless you one of the bros
Then I love you
We had to hit the kennel
Get money for the rental
Caught slipping accidental
Didn't know what he got into
In real life I'm mental
Bro know I'm the foolest nigga from town
When I'm reacting
Otherwise I'm the boolest nigga around
That's no bapping
Who's who I'm tapped in
New shoes and Mac 10's
Before you start to clapping
Niggas better stick to rapping
You the type believe shit in a post
Yeah I'm chilling out
Times got me doing shit the most
Got that yeah yeah and that nope
Striving to bring in hope
Tell you Billy
Leave you silly
That's no joke
Riding through yo city
With that Lizzy
And that dope
Sliding through yo city
With that Litty
And that dope
Muhammad on the ropes
World Greatest
Keep on calling me
Call
Calling me
Keep on calling me
The streets keep calling me
The streets keep
Calling
Call
Calling me
Keep on calling me
Streets keep calling me
The streets keep
Calling
Call
Calling me
Keep on calling me
Credits
Writer(s): Betran Waring, Deshawn Robeson
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