jay fizzle - in the streets lyrics
[intro]
so much sh-t on my motherf-ckin’ mind right now
makin’ them motherf-ckers see
my f-ck a n-gga mode right now, f-ck a b-tch
f-ck a n-gga, f-ck your problem, her problem
i’m just focused on me right now, ayy
[verse 1]
i got the devil on my left and i got god on my right
i been popping percocets, man i been up all night
i got murder on my mind and my trigger finger itching
i been praying to the lord that don’t nan’ n-gga test me, ayy
i was 15 with my grandad smith and wesson
now i’m 23 and i got like fifty fn’s
never had a best friend
in the trap tryna run up on a hundred blessings
i just had six kids, man i want all my babies wealthy
rich and all protected
my grandma my old lady, man i can’t have baby stressing
i just had another baby now i’m on my seventh
my lil n-gga just died, man i prayed he went to heaven
[chorus]
f-ck the bullsh-t, i’m just tryna get rich
my own mama traded on me so it’s f-ck a b-tch
these n-ggas fake, these n-ggas snakes, these n-ggas counterfeit
these n-ggas fake, these n-ggas snakes, these n-ggas counterfeit
watch your back in these streets
and you better keep your gat in these streets
better eat in these streets
or you get eat in this streets, yeah
[verse 2]
i never i fold, i never told, b-tch i stayed solid
yeah i crossed a couple n-ggas, i just had to rob ’em
baby mamas they some b-tches, man they hurt my pockets
they just mad ’cause a young n-gga done hurt they heart
i’m on the block from the light to the f-cking dark
in eleven ninety-three where it all started
and my young n-ggas some beasts, who is there to park
have my young n-ggas hop out and spark
left the city, came back, pockets large
fifty bows in my grandma closet, on god
daddy-o ask what i’m doing, trapping hard
god, you done made a whole star
[chorus]
f-ck the bullsh-t, i’m just tryna get rich
my own mama traded on me so it’s f-ck a b-tch
these n-ggas fake, these n-ggas snakes, these n-ggas counterfeit
these n-ggas fake, these n-ggas snakes, these n-ggas counterfeit
watch your back in these streets
and you better keep your gat in these streets
better eat in these streets
or you get eat in this streets, yeah
[outro]
ayy
paper route business n-gga
paper route fizzle n-gga, ayy
f-ck the bullsh-t n-gga
go get the money, yeah
big grape
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