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(Verse 1) Its the belly of the beast don't get tossed in The Foundation got me on and I ain't been off since Life and good pussy two things I get lost in All my hoes look forward to the D like playing offense Big faces stack them to a perfect height Bitches only attracted to a certain type Man Im urging these labels to get their money straight Cuz in my particular case I'm really worth the hype I never lose so how you plan to get a dub off me? Bought my haters drink the only way they'll get a buzz of me Getting money and its tax free My whole team balling we ain't athletes TF2 its back to doing numbers check the stat sheet Hottest nigga rapping well that's only if you ask me Street nigga with intellect rarely show my hood side I heard the fans was snapping flixs I hope they get my good side (Hook) Eyes so low We so high Money over bitches is what we go by If its something that we want we go buy Pour the gasoline out and lite the streets on fire We got the streets on fire, streets on fire All these niggas know we got the streets on fire Letras de cancionesStreets on fire, streets on fire All these bitches know we got the streets on fire We got the streets on (Verse 2) Ye said it best its so hard not to act reckless If you don't think I run the city check my track record Your new shit ain't even fucking with my last records You would think Im on E the way I gas records Safe to say we in the lead shout out to the runner up You don't got to like us just know the money does They telling me im killing shit and I don't feel I done enough I can't complain tho shit is on the up and up Yup but as far as all the rest goes I can't even call it like I ain't got on my ref clothes Get money kill rappers blazay blazay Basically go hard so I can shit on all my ex hoes The fliest whips get test drove If I like the shit then I'mma buy the shit All I rock is designer shit If she bad as fuck then I probably hit I remember them hard times in that lunch room with them dimes and nicks Now Im coppin all kind of shit Book the flight for a game of knicks, We Run It! (Hook) Eyes so low We so high Money over bitches is what we go by If its something that we want we go buy Pour the gasoline out and lite the streets on fire We got the streets on fire, streets on fire All these niggas know we got the streets on fire Streets on fire, streets on fire All these bitches know we got the streets on fire We got the streets on From Letras Mania