Love Song 4 The Streets Lyrics

Bitch, this love song for the streets

Bitch, this love song on the beat

Don't try to hit me up, lil' nigga, you can't get a fee

They play my shit through clubs and jailhouses, that shit repeat

Stomach rumblin', commissary call, you can't make no call

Writin' verses in the name on walls

I would give it all, won't think at all

Try to see it all, but I can't see it all

Can't trust your man, nigga, four for ten

Never seen a man, you with my man

So you good again, the circle, he ain't in

Gotta go, where I play this shit, that shit, then I go pro

Gotta go, tell them all to yours, I got some shit on the floor

I don't know if they ask for money, tell them me on go

But I can't lie, this shit deep inside

Hear some niggas cry, I won't lie

Had to break some ties, but niggas really high

Don't be surprised, niggas keepin' signs

Nigga, keep in mind, ain't wastin' time

I don't got no time, you is not my kind

They say, who next? Tryin' to be the best

I can't be the best, I'm just speakin

All that shit that come up out my chest

I need a rest, I can't hold my breath

I could tell if you could get a check

You could get an ex, but you be focused on the internet

I ain't internet, you sendin' DMs, so I'm gettin' mad

Bitch, this love song for the streets

Bitch, this love song on the beat

Don't try to hit me up, lil' nigga, you can't get a fee

They play my shit through clubs and jailhouses, that shit repeat

Stomach rumblin', commissary car, you can't make no call

Writin' verses in the name on walls

I would give it all, won't take it at all

Try to see it all, but I can't see it all

Can't trust your mask, nigga, four for ten

Never seen a fan, you with my man

So you good again, in circle, he ain't in

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