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yfn lucci – key to the streets lyrics

[hook: quavo & yfn lucci]
i got money way before the deal
put my b-tches in new pair of heels
i might f-ck your ho and pay her bills
yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
i got your ho on a leash
got a plug evicting me
we the n-gg-s that want to beef
cause we got the key to the streets
we got the key to the streets
hey, we got the key to the streets
we got the key to the streets
hey, we got the key to the streets

[verse 1: quavo]
young n-gg- from the north
got my eye on the streets like a hawk
wrap ‘em, put ‘em on a boat
boy you better not choke
and you already know i run the north
we got the key to the streets
everybody notice me
used to dream about 50 thousand in my jeans
now 50 thousand cheap to me
remember the days watching the hot boys and master p
now i’m down in miami, one phone call, i pull up on wheezy
all of my n-gg-s with me, you feel me
straps on everybody in the building
all of n-gg-s came from dealing
or either they kicking in doors and stealing
i feel like i’m not having no feelings
before the fame, seen quarter milly
came from robbing pizza man at the top of [?] building

[verse 2: yfn lucci]
i’m from the dirty, we play dirty
all these sticks they dirty
we don’t fight, get murdered
if my n-gg-s say f-ck you then i’m sorry for you
if my n-gg-s ain’t f-cking, then get out ho, hurry
real trapper never seen a drought, we gon’ ship ‘em out
any problem, we gon’ air ‘em out
what they talking ‘bout?
we don’t count [?] now
no we ain’t servin’ no ounce
we sip purple, we ain’t never out
we ain’t never out
hit up quavo, we gon’ need another bano
i’ma fill that b-tch with more keys than a piano
all these b-tches say they love me, i’m so handsome
yeah they know ‘bout lucci goin’ out soon, they [?]

[verse 3: takeoff & trouble]
i got the key to the streets my n-gg-
just like dr. dre, he got the beats
i come straight up out of 1500
that’s the block, my n-gg-s over easy
double cup but no ice tea
pour me a four before i go to sleep
f-ck around and land in the hospital
geekin’ off the henn and the lean
24/7, no day off, balling like we in the playoffs
20 b-tches at the playhouse
you quick to freeze up when that k out
if that b-tch ain’t tryna f-ck i kick her out the house
like martin, lil bitty b-tch stay out
they like to [?] until the ks out
get to looking for ways out
you n-gg-s ain’t workin’, get laid off
trouble decapitate him, blow his face off
won’t get it ‘til these n-gg-s laid off
-ss-ssinating, knock him off like i’m adolf
been getting money, 19 with a 650
[?] seem it’s stuntin’

- yfn lucci lyrics

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