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skeme - key to the streets lyrics

the problem is none of these rappers be real no more
it’s hard to feed these n-gg-s when you know
that they ain’t in the feel no more
f-ck you, if you is a fake n-gg- or snake n-gg- or foe
and you better watch your tongue you talking to the boss
it’s our-side out to the any side
it’s i-side out to anyside
bullsh-t we are not letting slide
all my youngs go forever slide
all my youngs go forever ride

[ i say ]
b-tch, i made a million of my plug deal
3 years later, i get fancy check still
the pimp back,i am sipping drank stand trill
i am full on them drugs,about high as my b-tch heels
see i got the key to the streets
i need like more hundred of million atleast
we go on by foreign cars by the fleek
while you out here ride on lease
see i got a b-tch that i’ma leech
that p-ssy weak but that head a b-tch
i put some bread on your head
the next day to found you dead to seek
see i already rap into weezy
i want the bread like meechie[?]
i want the bread like pablo
i want the red diablo
i want the b-tch who can give me the head when ever i plug
i am on the russel westberry [?] sh-t
yeah im’a cry but b-tch i be ballin
[holdup]
i woke up this morning and thanked amen
then i would look into the mirror
and said to myself, you the man
i never switched up, just stuck to the script
when i got the chip for the fam
i get high till i barely can stand yeah
i am too fly, i’ma never gonna land yeah
i don’t want nothing but them bands yeah
i hope you know i am not playing yeah
big duke homie right now
if you f-ck around then we spraying yeah
fnl for bodyguard, 20 chains looking like it’s mardi gr-ss
getting head and getting big
got your b-tch helping me with all and that all
push buzz started to call
got a brazy dre of maalyraw
mixing adding the xanies
i got you b-tch fanning while she’s a star
counting them nothing but the hunyays
sip a pine, walkthrough a straw
i throw up them for my dawgs
throw a middle finger for the law
cream t’s with my gold chain that’s
a fly n-gg- with them hoes safe
n-gg-s acting how the hoes act
that’s the main reason,that we no play
rap n-gg- from the dope game
use to p-ss pieces of the whole thang
i seen it 36 so many times, i had to make this sh-t so man
i am back back from the flow change
i am back back to my own ways
for the 1999-2000, hot boy like a old wayne
i ain’t have k!llers,dealers ,finessing
everyone around me got extras
you ain’t coming through the struggle oppression
i know that you ain’t on my level
rolle , brand new thing [?]
brand new benz pushing my pedal to metal
i get what i wanted in this b-tch, ain’t never gonna settle
see they was trying to count us aside
but we made it, p-ss some oz from the ghetto

- skeme lyrics

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