
Street Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Goofy swears up, I'm like, what you on
Swear they finna slide, I'm like, what you on
I just poured a four in my styrofoam
Grandma, my doing bad, I been feeling bad
Ain't got no time to kiss no ass cause I been in my bag
And don't you dare say I ain't try cause I gave you my last
You did some dirt behind my back but I gave you a pass
I don't fuck with them and they don't fuck with me
I'm a low-key nigga and I'ma keep it street
All these drugs inside my body, I just be looking for peace
The devil keep on shaking back, he tryna knock me off my feet
Oh, mama, yeah, lately been at stress
Dear, mama, lately I been so depressed
Them keep on calling, them people say don't bother him
Family wonder what got into him, I'm guessin' life just handled him
And he know the crowd ain't feeling him
Gym rat badge, I be in the gym
Damn, that Percocet is working, you can tell I'm getting nervous
But all this pain, it ain't fixing him
I want that S.R.T. but switch the rims
Deep inside, I feel they ain't feeling him
So it's poison in my body, don't you even think about it
Just judge me what I put inside me
Goofy's say it's up, I'm like, what you on
Say they finna slide, I'm like, what you on
I just poured a four inside my styrofoam
I see them muggin' in this club, it can go wrong
Goofy's say is up, I'm like, what you on
Say they finna slide, I'm like, what you on
I just poured a four inside my styrofoam
I see them muggin' in this club, it can go wrong
Goofy's say it's up, I'm like, what you
On
Said they finna slide, I'm like, what you on
I just poured a four inside my styrofoam
I see them muggin' in this club, it can go wrong
Grandma, doin' bad, I been feelin' bad
Ain't got no time to kiss no ass, cause I been in my bag
And don't you dare, say I ain't try, cause I gave you my last
You did some dirt behind my back, but I gave you a pass
I don't fuck with them, and they don't fuck with me
I'm a low-key nigga, and I'ma keep it street
All these drugs inside my body, I just be lookin' for peace
The devil keep on shakin' back, he tryna knock me off my feet
Oh, mama, yeah, lately been in stress
Dear, mama, lately, I been so depressed
Them keep on callin', them people say don't bother him
Family wonder what got into him, I'm guessin' life just handled him
And he know the crowd ain't feelin' him