Streets Lyrics

As the party go, on and on and on

You risk your life when you riding with your gun

But if you die you just make sure you get it done

The streets set up for both of us

I don't wanna talk, don't like to open up

I can't even let nobody close to us

She be fucking both of us

Niggas in they feelings, I can't feel that shit

Rappers don't want smoke that's in the industry

I'm smoking strong, yeah, that shit healing me

At war with myself, ain't got no enemies

Yeah, I know, they fucking with my energy

I ain't got stress, yeah, that shit killing me

RIP to Juice, don't need a pill to eat

Listen to this shit, I know you feeling me

Might go on a killing spree

'Cause in this rap game I'm killing 'em lyrically

Remix that shit I'm killing 'em literally

Balling on these niggas, I'm the MVP

I'm balling on these niggas, I'm the MVP

Yeah

You know, I ain't fake, so everybody get a chance now

I can't trust my city, everybody got they hands out

Bitch you know I'm litty, got my feeling like the man now

Switching different spots, go stay the night all at my friend house

Let the party go

On and on and on

Take a shot it go

On and on and on

You risk your life when you riding with your gun

But if you die you just make sure you get it done

Let the party go

On and on and on

Take a shot it go

On and on and on

You risk your life when you riding with your gun

But if you die you just make sure you get it done

YBK feel like they feeling that

Bitches quick to typing on the internet

This shit last forever, we be pushing mink

Bad bitch open up, I know that pussy pink

Prices cheap, this bitch wanna wifey me

I been working hard, like everyday, I'm trynna fight the sleep

I can't conversate, I got a play, might grab a bite to eat

I might have to wave, I'm acting boujee, I ain't got time to speak

I'm finding peace, but truth be told can't fuck with you

I gotta run my money up, I'm trynna buy a truck or two

Just make sure it's some good that's in they mouth when they discussing you

It's perfect if she yo' best friend and your lover, y'all a couple too

But I can't trust no bitch, I noticed all of 'em be so fanned out

Remember I was broke, now I be flexing rubber bands now

On and on and on

Take a shot it go, on and on and on

You risk your life when you riding with your gun

But if you die you just make sure you get it done

Let the party go

On and on and on and on and

On and on and on and on and

On

On and on and

On

On and on and