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dave east - streets ain't the same lyrics

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[produced by buba & grandz]

[hook]
the streets ain’t the same no more
it feel like everybody tellin’
this is a stick up, just lay on the floor
bodies drop, we hitting everybody’s yellow
head shot, give ’em head shot, aim at everybody melon
never seen a trap but everybody sell it
never been to jail before but everybody felons

[verse 1]
misdemeanor, i picked the beamer, that’s just how i like to ride
connect called me, he landed, i need to see him
he got me waiting, n-gg- told me meet him after five
no pizzeria, my n-gg-s p-ssing pies
watch out for the d’s, i know they p-ssing by
watch out for the d’s, they wanna lock us up
half my n-gg-s in prison, they still ain’t satisfied

[hook]
the streets ain’t the same no more
it feel like everybody tellin’
this is a stick up, just lay on the floor
bodies drop, we hitting everybody’s yellow
head shot, give ’em head shot, aim at everybody melon
never seen a trap but everybody sell it
never been to jail before but everybody felons

[verse 2]
grand larceny awkwardly n-gg-s target me
jealous cause i shop on 5th ave, they where the target be
raised out of poverty, not a youngin as hard as me
bucking knees [?] n-gg- don’t bother me
talk about the pain, talk about the [?]
no umbrella walking in the rain, n-gg-s took my chain
never got it back but now i got it made
and i ain’t into jewelry, your b-tch know you ain’t cool as me

[hook]
the streets ain’t the same no more
it feel like everybody tellin’
this is a stick up, just lay on the floor
bodies drop, we hitting everybody’s yellow
head shot, give ’em head shot, aim at everybody melon
never seen a trap but everybody sell it
never been to jail before but everybody felons

[verse 3]
everything changed, everybody different
everybody popping pills, molly got us tripping
thinking back, i had a crush on halle berry
most these n-gg-s is b-tches, undercover like tyler perry
that c-ke had lil fiends on line, you gotta hurry
my whole block indited my n-gg- i gotta worry
that brown [?] town lose
by round two, they found you
we done drowned you, you can’t swim in the water with sharks
[?] like owen heart
i want everything in double like this noah’s arch
it ain’t the same

[hook]
the streets ain’t the same no more
it feel like everybody tellin’
this is a stick up, just lay on the floor
bodies drop, we hitting everybody’s yellow
head shot, give ’em head shot, aim at everybody melon
never seen a trap but everybody sell it
never been to jail before but everybody felons

[outro]



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