The streets signed me (Taurus, Taurus) I gotta remind you, I never liked you In the streets, nigga I love you
Streets turnin´ boys into men Take several down, lock it in Got a stash, brought another bill Pay you off before I shot and kill Tell them other trenches that I ain´t fell I told ´em wait again, they weren´t aware I met her on sight, she got clapped I was playin´ with the chickens before I rapped
Treatin´ this music like I´m sellin´ keys I took lil´ mama then went down to Greece Young nigga ´round me, slimey and greasy I bought her diamonds, she keep it a secret Knock your shit down, you know I´ma agree with it Take off flyin´, goin´ off a G6 I got that cooler with me when I´m whippin´ Rollin´ with demons when I´m in your city
Couple of pink toes gettin´ nasty Send all the Fentanyl to Cincinnati Gone on a mission, niggas ain´t really havin´ it Like I got a fishin´ rod, that bitch bite Whole lotta racks on me be precise Lil´ one whack songs when they bitin´ We been on demon time, say I´m nice Ain´t been gettin´ no sleep, I´m outside Kick down the doors of your door Put double numbers on the billboards I take the flowers, we gettin´ awards Too many shooters, I was paranoid Young nigga poppin´ off anywhere Catch up and spray, nigga, anywhere I gotta make sure I ante up ´Cause I´m in touch with the mob A goonie ready, yeah, she anywhere, Jada finish up the job
But to the hood I´m a god I did residentials, I was slaughtering Just another product of poverty Hit them niggas up, no recovery I had Benjamins, Frank callin´ me Got them demons with me, ain´t no argument Trappin´ out my pain with Givenchy Forever wish death on all my enemies The minute I was born, I was sinnin´ Chasin´ a hundred billion, that´s just the beginnin´
Streets turnin´ boys into men Take several down, lock it in Got a stash, brought another bill Pay you off before I shot and kill Tell them other trenches that I ain´t fell I told ´em wait again, they weren´t aware
I met her on sight, she got clapped I was playin´ with the chickens before I rapped
Streets turnin´ the boy to a millionaire, ayy, yeah Took all the struggle from the game and it got me here Drinkin´ on muddy, smokin´ herb by the pound, ooh, ooh Wish I could fall in love but she been ran through Who the flyest? Ain´t no goin´ back and forth, ain´t no debatin´ with me Keepin´ the drum on me Gotta keep fifty brothers for my many men These streets they prepared a nigga for everything
Everything I ever wanted in my life I hustle and I´m grindin´ up to earn it full For the Bugatti, sign me up Charge one thousand just to line ´em up, line it up
Oh yeah (Oh yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Young nigga pop (Young nigga pop) Catch up and spray (Catch up and spray) I gotta make sure I aim (I gotta make sure I aim) Woo Goonies ready to Just the finishin´ (Just the finishin´) Hood (Hood) Pluto (Pluto) Catch another b (Catch another b )