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jackboy, yfn lucci & omb peezy - in the streets lyrics

[intro: yfn lucci]
(danondatrack)
(ant chamberlain, that’s a hundred points)
yeah
out here strugglin’, fightin’ cases you can’t beat (ah, just wait it up)
wait (jail)
yeah, uh (uh)

[chorus: yfn lucci]
how you gon’ survive in the streets? (survive) yeah, yeah (uh)
my lil’ partner just caught a body the other week, yeah
i just can’t fall victim to the streets, h+ll nah (yeah, i just can’t fall victim to the streets)
i just can’t fall victim to the streets, h+ll nah, woah (ayy, i just can’t fall victim to the streets)
how you gon’ survive when you can’t eat? yeah, yeah (how you gon’ survive? uh)
out here strugglin’, fightin’ cases you can’t beat, yeah (out here strugglin’, fightin’ cases, yeah)
they k!lled my dog, now, n+gga, we got beef, yeah, yeah (they k!lled my dog, now, n+gga, we got beef)
i just can’t fall victim to the streets (yeah), h+ll nah (h+ll nah)

[verse 1: yfn lucci]
uh, huh, upset (upset)
lil’ bro in the feds (uh), lil’ bro, hold your head (uh)
they got my dog down bad, but he holdin’ in (yeah, yeah)
man, you know about that bag, we be goin’ in, huh (uh, uh, uh)
oh, you talkin’ loud? (oh, you talkin’ loud?) huh, we gon’ smoke you then (ayy, we gon’ smoke you then)
two glocks, olsen twins, yeah (two block, olsen twins)
four+by+four, big benz, huh (four+by+four, big benz)
you can four+four with big, huh (uh, uh)
now i got a four+four check, huh (yeah, yeah)
know i keep my hoes in check, you give your hoes a check, huh (yeah)
know i keep my hoes in line, you don’t get no respect, yeah (uh)
heard you got hit up three, four times, you ain’t get no get+back, yeah
these n+ggas really cap (cap), get you fitted sn+tched (oh+ah)
go spin they block and yo’ sh+t, then go it wrapped, uh (yeah)
[chorus: yfn lucci & jackboy]
how you gon’ survive in the streets? (survive) yeah, yeah (uh, uh)
my lil’ partner just caught a body the other week, yeah
i just can’t fall victim to the streets, h+ll nah
i just can’t fall victim to the streets, h+ll nah, woah
how you gon’ survive when you can’t eat? yeah, yeah (when you can’t eat, yeah)
out here strugglin’, fightin’ cases you can’t beat, yeah (yeah)
they k!lled my dog, now, n+gga, we got beef, yeah, yeah (we got beef)
i just can’t fall victim to the streets, h+ll nah

[verse 2: jackboy]
two fifty on my richie, boy, i swear you can’t compete (bling)
i ain’t lookin’ for no handouts, i know how to go and eat (yeah)
can’t fit these racks in wallets, hard to keep my money neat (keep my money neat)
but i hope they don’t think i’m slippin’ ’cause i’m still rollin’ with my heat (grrah, grrah)
i done gambled with the streets, bae, i’m a thug, so i survived (yeah)
i knew it wasn’t no love, i been seen hate inside they eyes (inside they eyes)
i done came here from the bottom, he flexin’, i’ma rob him (i’ma rob him)
you beefin’ with my brothers, then i’ma make that sh+t my problem (okay)
how you gon’ survive when you can’t eat? (when you can’t eat)
steady fightin’ cases, crackers want you out the streets (out the streets)
k!lled my dog, now i can’t never squash the beef (squash the beef)
i keep it on me, can’t fall victim to the streets (yeah, yeah, ayy)

[chorus: yfn lucci]
how you gon’ survive in the streets? yeah, yeah
my lil’ partner just caught a body the other week, yeah
i just can’t fall victim to the streets, h+ll nah
i just can’t fall victim to the streets, h+ll nah, woah
how you gon’ survive when you can’t eat? yeah, yeah
out here strugglin’, fightin’ cases you can’t beat, yeah
they k!lled my dog, now, n+gga, we got beef, yeah, yeah
i just can’t fall victim to the streets, h+ll nah
[verse 3: omb peezy]
look, i just can’t fall victim to the streets (streets)
young n+gga f+cked up quick, he fall in love with all these freaks (with all these freaks)
i always to link up with the b+tch (woah), i fell in love with most my teachers (with most my teachers)
i been smokin’ sh+t since a lil’ one, think i need to take a breather
ayy, my lungs f+cked up (my lungs)
ayy, i’ve been ridin’ ’round with my heater, tryna warm somethin’ up (get ’em warm)
and you would understand my hunger if you was born where i’m from (born)
my car look like i’m tryna rob, but this b+tch’s arms goin’ up
i almost fell a victim to the streets ’cause i was born in the hood
yeah, you better have your shooter pass ’cause this could hit could take different (could take different)
think i lost my mind a couple years ago, i be tryna go back and get it (yeah)
he lost his life he was playin’ games, i think it happened accidentally (accidentally)
he found a lane, he survived, that n+gga went from rags to riches, yeah

- jackboy yfn lucci omb peezy lyrics

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