Street Kings
(专辑: Ray Ray From Summer Hill - 2018)
[YFN Lucci:] Uh, young street nigga trying make some millions I
know you hear me but you gotta feel me These niggas talk about it but they never did shit And we ain't really smelling that shit When you made it out the
slums then you the
trillest Running with yo' day ones, yeah, you the
realest Uh, I
know you hear me but you gotta feel me Young street nigga trying make some millions Uh, know I'm from the
projects In the
hood know I
still got on all my shit 100k on my neck Die for my respect Trying ride on the
kid, fuck around and wreck Play you, die, you next Uh, true number one got 'em upset I've been on my young fly shit since a
lil' jet, true shit A
whole lot of broomsticks what we move with Don't be jumping in shit you ain't got nothing to do with Sweep yo' block like a
house sweep, y'all all sweet Never been the
type to call all beef, don't call me Nigga talking 'bout he gon' off me, they lost me They trying do me like Jeezy, they trying cross me I'ma give a
nigga the
full clip 'til it's all E
After bloodshed ain't no sorry, I'm sorry We was all broke now we all kings Gotta get the
fuck up out the
hood by any means We all G's Uh, young street nigga trying make some millions I
know you hear me but you gotta feel me These niggas talk about it but they never did shit And we ain't really smelling that shit When you made it out the
slums then you the
trillest Running with yo' day ones, yeah, you the
realest Uh, I
know you hear me but you gotta feel me Young street nigga trying make some millions [Meek Mill:] Shout out my niggas that stayed down That's why they still with me I
came up Got some money and look what they saying now But they tell you them niggas stand up, I
manned up And I
turned a
dollar to a
thousand, turned a
thousand to a
million, moved my mom's to public housing Had to put her in that mansion, for the
hood I
got a
Audi And they tell me that I'm losing, man you niggas fucking wilding When they killed Lil' Snupe, I
took a L
Young trap niggas from the
bottom, we prevailed We had got expelled before they taught us how to spell We ain't never go to math but knew them numbers on that scale Busting' bricks selling bails, I
ain't never tell Only thing a
nigga taking from me is a
shell Hood of broken dreams, we was to raising hell If you was from my hood, then you would never get a
cell Fuck nigga! [YFN Lucci:] Uh, young street nigga trying make some millions I
know you hear me but you gotta feel me These niggas talk about it but they never did shit And we ain't really smelling that shit When you made it out the
slums then you the
trillest Running with yo' day ones, yeah, you the
realest Uh, I
know you hear me but you gotta feel me Young street nigga trying make some millions