STREETS ALONE

(album: WEIGHT OF THE WORLD - 2021)

[Maxo Kream:]
(Shoot through your car door, shoutout to Cardo)
Yeah
Maxo, A$AP
Maxo, A$AP
Break it down
Wear it out
Set it up
Set it off

[A$AP Rocky:]
Momma praying that I leave the streets alone
Preacher praying that I leave the reefer 'lone
I'm just getting money, leave the beef alone
But I'm out here thugging and my tee VLONE
Throw up my set, they get upset
They coming at me indirect, they sending threats
I'm bussing out, live in effect, no Internet
I start to cursing like Tourette's or like Sheck Wes (Fuck, shit, bitch)

[Maxo Kream:]
Two-toned AP, Richards, Pateks, bust down my neck (Hey)
Diamond VV, water Fiji (Drill), flooded with baguettes
Beretta, Draco, TECs (Yeah)
Kream my clique but Crip my set
Persona money gang, I rep (Hey, hey, break it down)
Up and stuck like elevator, all my niggas take the steps
Sprung my ankle, broke my toe
Repping and stepping for my bro (Hey)
Flexing, capping for them hoes
Kicked doors, we crash like Geico (Hey, hey)
Carbon rifle, now that pussy bleeding like he on a cycle
Forgiato (Woah), chopping blade (Woah), speeding (Woah), Maxo Michael Myers (Yeah)
Rapping, trapping, what I do
Shaggy, Daphne with Scooby-Doo (Vroom)
Ship double up, sip double cups
Plugs on drugs, I serve, distribute
I know she stressed, told my momma, "I can never leave the streets alone"
Daddy Yankee with that gasolina, I serve reggaetón (Maxo, Maxo)

[A$AP Rocky:]
Momma praying that I leave the streets alone
Preacher praying that I leave the reefer 'lone
I'm just getting money, leave the beef alone
But I'm out here thugging and my tee VLONE
Throw up my set, they get upset
They coming at me indirect, they sending threats
I'm bussing out, live in effect, no Internet
I start to cursing like Tourette's or like Sheck Wes (Fuck, shit, bitch, woo)

They on my head, won't break a sweat
She let me hit it on the regs', then popped up preg'
My flow be raw just like some sex with no protection
Broke up with that ho through text, that bitch was vexed
On to the next
I can't trust a ho, that's why I sleep alone
Niggas out here struggling, they need a loan
Call me Meagan Good, my money Nia Long
But I'm out here thugging and my tee VLONE
Woah-woah, woah-woah, woah-woah, woah, there he go (Woah-woah)
Woah-woah, woah-woah, woah-woah, woah, there he go (Woah-woah, woah)

Came up out the hood, can't leave the streets alone
'Cause I'm out here thugging and my tee VLONE
Throw up my set, they get upset
They coming at me indirect, they sending threats
I'm bussing out, live in effect, no Internet
I start to cursing like Tourette's or like Sheck Wes (Fuck, shit, bitch, yeah)