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nicknxtdoor! - im not in da streets! lyrics

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[intro]
ayy, bruh, i’m just talkin’ my stuff, really
talkin’ that sh+t, for real
i don’t bang, i’m not in these streets, i don’t wanna be in these streets, i don’t got opps, i don’t do drugs, none of that, bruh
real talk

[verse]
told that bih don’t k!ll my vibe
i keep a glock with my extensions, rollin’ with my guys
if i’m callin’ up my gang, i bet you, they just down to ride
but we gotta spin this [?], you know i’m protected, i got g+o+d on my side, uhh
ayy, takin’ the field, that’s a [?]
my diamonds be wet like the pool, but you know my choppa’, it really hold [?]
yo’ girl on my meat and she suckin’ my nuts, i guess that we call that an 8+ball
[?] n+gga, he talkin’ down, i shoot a bow in his knees and the lame n+gga ain’t talk
ayy, my boys in the streets with them big triggers
and [?], i’m small but i know that this choppa’ gon’ make me a big n+gga
i know that i’m little, but i’m a lil’ n+gga who finna be countin’ ’em big figures
and you talkin’ down on thе gang, you better know that [?] finna get with you
how you talkin’ likе this, you not in the streets
know that boy, this just a song, and i’m just rappin’ what i see
i see people spinnin’ blocks and i see people on they knees
don’t got opps, but i got guns, so please don’t try me, lil’ bro, please
i don’t g+ngb+ng, and i don’t wanna be on the block
i don’t wanna live this lifestyle that y’all rappin’, just stop
i’m only rappin’ for my people, and then get to the guap
just ’cause i don’t bang, don’t mean that i’m a big boy, you shot
ya, keep me a switchy [?] in the house
i bet you, my sister a [?], and she not gon’ rat, how this lil’ n+gga a mouse?
i’m at yo’ momma’ crib, she want me to hit from the back, she want me to get in that blouse
but then i run, i got me a switch on my gun, this n+gga might not even crouch
ya, i count me a hunnid, i got a shooter named [?]
you talkin’ bout kick, i’ma punt it
i’m on the beat, boy, you know that i run it
copyin’ everything, know i been done it
i might go ‘head, catch me a head like a bonnet
and i’m at yo house, yo momma’ call me munchkin
gotta be ice spice the way that she munchin’, ya
ya, i’m getting bread, n+gga, you mad
[?] take a [?], she all at my crib, bro, please do not cry, bruh, you too sad
i feel a lil’ [?], the government madman, that lil’ bih made me too mad
i don’t need one, [?] no more, i might go and catch me a durag, ayy
[outro]
come on, bro
i’m so locked in this sh+t, bro
this year my year, for real
i’m not playin’
i’m grindin’ all year, bro, i’m gon get somewhere



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