Run The Streets Lyrics

Used to run the streets

But now I got me a queen baby

Looking at you nasty

Already know what It mean baby

I be tryna figure out

How you got in them jeans baby

Now I can not live with you

You all I need baby

Used to run the streets

But now I got me a queen baby

Looking at you nasty

Already know what It mean baby

I be tryna figure out

How you got in them jeans baby

Now I can not live with you

You all I need baby

Used to acting Hollywood

She belong on the Boulevard

Till I gave her dealings

I'm Kardinal imma pull your Kards

Stars above my head

Just like the ones that you walking on

I ain't with the chasing

The way you pacing I did a jog

I ain't tryna bother you mama

So never get It wrong

I'm just tryna find out

And see what timing my dinner on

Take you out to Nobu

And show you them niggas living wrong

Take a trip to Cabo

And get a bottle Romanée Con

Figured you get the best

I'm licking It off ya chest

The way we making a movie

While we stick to the script

Look like you wanna do me

Way you biting ya lips

Baby you could've fooled me

Then you started to strip

Yea Yea

Baby do I like what I see

Yea Yea

Shit can get enticing with me

Yea Yea

Went from spending nights in the streets

Yea Yea

Straight to living life on a beach

Used to run the streets

But now I got me a queen baby

Looking at you nasty

Already know what It mean baby

I be tryna figure out

How you got in them jeans baby

Now I can not live with you

You all I need baby

Used to run the streets

But now I got me a queen baby

Looking at you nasty

Already know what It mean baby

I be tryna figure out

How you got in them jeans baby

Now I can not live with you

You all I need baby

Need work

Baby I show you just how the street work

All day

Running my mind I know your feet hurt

Long day

Get to crib take off my t-shirt

Shawty

Something I marry (Amiri) but not the jeans Her

Boss babe

When you on the scene you lookin mean baby

Often

You ever catch me I'm with the team baby

Offense

Dodging these bitches but give you D baby

Coffin

Killing the competition we seen baby

6 figure

Baby don't worry bout all these mixed signals

Stick with ya

Holding It down I make ya wrist glitter

Bag getter

You get em mad and make a bitch bitter

Baby want Chanel

You keep It real

I go and get It

Living like a king

So everything

Is copacetic

Doing what you do

And when it's due you gone get ya credit

Rollie on ya wrist

The vvs's It get embedded

Thanks for everything that You ever did

You could get ya wedding

Used to run the streets

But now I got me a queen baby

Looking at you nasty

Already know what It mean baby

I be tryna figure out

How you got in them jeans baby

Now I can not live with you

You all I need baby

Used to run the streets

But now I got me a queen baby

Looking at you nasty

Already know what It mean baby

I be tryna figure out

How you got in them jeans baby

Now I can not live with you

You all I need baby