I Am the Streets

Riding in a cab but I'm dreaming of a slab
Cooking ounces at a time, pussy nigga do the math
Ten ice chains, Prince like James
The day I made a stack in the trap, my life changed
Y'all ride swangers, we ride Daytons
It don't matter where you from, haters stay hating
Keep the window tinted, artillery when I'm in it
Whip it in the



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Writer(s): William Roberts, Frazier Thompson, Jayceon Taylor, Lloyd Polite, Cyshae Strachan
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