Street

(albüm: 2 Train 2 Foreigns 2 - 2019)

Yeah
Rap for fun but they know that I'm street
Yeah, this that street shit
We don't do that weak shit
Come over here on that fuck shit, like plate we eat, bitch
I always get a check, ain't no niggas checking me
Bankroll in right hand, glizzy in lefty
Never been gay but Ben Frank sexy
Having a.30 for a nigga trying to test me
I'm the young nigga that's having the bands
They like, "How you do it? ", I stuck with' a plan
Jugg, jugg, then I did it again
Jugging everything, even my friends
S.O.S. my brothers, I ain't doing no friends
Ride for the gang 'til the mofucking end
A nigga can't fold, a nigga can't bend
Holding shit down since way back then
Yeah, when I'm in the field I let my nuts hang
If you see me then you see gang
Waited my turn and them blessings came
All these blue strips they think Crip what I bang
[?], I'ma stay in my lane
We both getting money but it ain't the same
[?] came up on fuck shit we can't
Stayed down and I prayed and the racks came in
If it ain't racks then who is it?
S.O.S., we do this shit
Nigga want beef we chew that shit