Kept Me Off Da Streets ft. DabbinOnTheBeat Lyrics

Pay attention focus

My math teacher bogus

I wanna drive a lotus

3 wheel motions

40 Oz dripping on my balls

No coveralls

Police down my block

I'm like fuck the law

Ruthless, I ain't talking label

Curly hair like eazy, puffing on a bleezy

What's a fucking label

It's sco money records

Dabbin on the beat

Luis G with heat

Check my fucking closet, jays on my feet

Check my fucking room, lay where I preach

Drive my fucking car, headed to my city job

Bearly Making much, left my fucking shitty job

So I hit up dabbin, I'm like yo I need the beats

I'll kill all the raps, I'm a murder when I sleep

Ain't got a chance, our connections really deep

I'm the little brothers, he's the older proud of me

Rap kept me off the streets, I dont even bang

My homie got shot, who's to blame

Lost his life, what a shame

Every blunt rolled tight for the pain

R.I.P shirts, every name tatted

Go and check the walls, see who tagged it

Pump action shells, see who blast it

I said who's down to smoke? We can match it

Rap kept me off the streets, I dont even bang

My jomie got shot, who's to blame

Lost his life, what a shame

Every blunt rolled tight for the pain

R.I.P shirts, every name tatted

Go and check the walls, see who tagged it

Pump action shells, see who blast it

I said who's down to smoke? We can match it