Streets Politcks Lyrics

Good drugs & isolation

Don't get me rich so fuck vacations

Niggas broke that's why they hating

To get me gone I know they waiting

Hurd da last oppa got hit n died soon as he came outside

Dem boys on yo ass then Its no tellin Whens da perfect time

40 cal da perfect size

In & out off perfect dimes

Stole ya sould & now Its mine

Thuggin' bitch but I aint slime

No ysl top gunna shit

Lawyer paid that case dismissed

Once he gone won't mention him

Cause they using these words connecting shit

Keep it lowkey

Got sum secrets nobody know just me N my homie

Now here come police

They always sniffing around acting like they know things

Init for life I won't switch

Asking you question cause nun of them know shit

Now let's see who gon' snitch

Talk like sum gangstas i know Dat they all bitch

Jus want em all hit

Gun got a grip so it shoot with A small kick

Niggas want us all pinched

Too much dirt ina streets dat I got involved in

Dirty gun get to cleaning

Taking em' down if he gimme a reason

Niggas look starving who really been eating

I ain't at da top but

A lil nigga decent

Came to play ball dis aint lil nigga defense

Claim to know of me but I get to Tweaking

Might just start squeezing N squeezing

Hollows they leaving him leaking

Den skip outta town for the weekend

We more den jus eating

Full up off feasting

My young niggas gleeshin'

Oppas sum fans They still tryna be me

Aint in competition they still tryna beat me

Went through dem trials but I make its look easy

Started off good then I turnt to a demon

Kill ah nigga dead if he reaching

Catch him in bed while he sleeping

Or shoot em broad day while he eating

Watch ya blood and them fazos'

I ain't ever have shit so I walk with A bankroll

Last pair lemme take those

Spend dis' bred wit my niggas

Cause I cannot lace hoes

Dey could still get A taste doe

Den I'm back ona road

Can't forget bout' Dem pesos

Ona grind everyday doe

Still got killas on standby gon' shoot when I say so

I been rollin'

I been geekin'

Na its time to lock in for the season

Every oppa get left ina cement

Catch em bad

It's too late for a treatment

Dey all hating

Yeah I See it

Fingers itching for cases I beat em

Hardly sober

Can't tell dat I'm speeding

Heater close cause I'm still playing defense