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Yeah Ayy you hear the pain soon as the beat come on Thelonious man what the fuck you tryna do, get me to create the hood bible or somethin'? hold on, look Humble Beast, uh huh A street nigga like me at least, gotta keep it G at least If I ain't standing on my own two, then I must be deceased A street nigga like me'll be mostly dead or gone But I'm at the stu, and when I lay this track I'm headed home I been starving for this long Keep the plate, I'll wait for the feast Watch them eat in front of me, don't act like I ain't want a piece Now all the birthdays and funerals they comin' to me Everybody running to me, want somethin' from me I'd be lying on this money, if I told you it meant something to me But I'll still do what I can for you, if it's comfortably And for me, out there in them trenches, it was ugly Some of that pain still stuck with me So that mean don't you fuck with me Street niggas, where they be? Nowhere else but the streets Only place some niggas been besides the block was custody In the richest nation ever, that's just so fucked up to me I'ma show my dogs the world, if they can put they trust in me Clutch the heat, even when I'm dolo ain't no touching me Niggas see me all the time, I know don't even fuck with me Letras de cancionesSay what they gon' do but don't walk up to me, they ain't street I heard you did that right there 'bout fo'nem house, naw that ain't me All apartments, never had a house 'til I moved mama out Racist neighbors, that's the only drama now Told her what I do for you, you owe it to my sister, ma ain't nothin' free Besides the fact life get harder, everything lovely They movin' in a bigger crib right up the street, you know me Same Herb, just a triple-double-G Still got some G Fazo's right here on my fucking feet Honor Hov, study Kiss, I fuck with Meek Street nigga like me, shit I be like fuck the streets Ain't got no love for me Took everybody I love from me Ain't never did none' for me 200K I can make in a day Still gotta keep a gun with me Know I'm on point if they run up on me Man that shit ain't no fun for me 'Member I was leaning, niggas almost had me Really though they had us, but his pistol jammed up Made us youngins man up, gun up, run my bands up Just did a news interview 'cause they don't understand us Why I gotta tote my heat? I be on BET You don't wanna see me free, be great, can I do me A street nigga like me at least, always wanna see you eat Even if we got some beef, come get face to face with me Yeah I'm right here at the top, come get face to face with me And you guys get to some guap, you gon' be any place with me I flex every chance I get, still humble but that don't mean shit Bankrolls on me and Rip Hollow tips in his stick Hit the stage, lights on, now I'm lit Probably three, four thousand for my fit Off the Percs geeked, wylin' and shit Fuck around, get violent quick Go'n 'head, make 'em mad real quick Post up on the 'gram with my bitch Player nigga, I be chillin' with her, 'cause I fucked 'em all Especially Chicago, she know I slutted y'all I'm just tryna live, go out, eat, can't do that at all Know I love the fans, I get rushed in every other mall Street niggas should always wanna be bigger You satisfied with thousands you a cheap nigga Satisified living off his guys, that's a leech nigga Heard he set his goals off satisfaction, yeah that's me nigga If he satisfied with clothes and hoes that's a weak nigga I'm just a street nigga, I'm an extraordinary thinker I'm a three pecenter I'm like a prophet, I know magic, I could speak a picture I make harsh decisions, but I'm smart and listen I'm a killer, I'm that nigga, I'm just me nigga, I'm everything I can't let nobody label me nigga I go and meet the label, like I'm from the label I brought cake and bagels How I'm so discreet and got the gat, that's how I'm able I got married to the streets and let her drive me crazy Know she had affairs with me, can't let go my wedding ring Whole world dying for the truth, I'm here to save it The youth dying 'cause it ain't shit to do, we gotta save 'em You in the streets and die tonight, who gon' be there to raise 'em? Not the streets nigga, this for the street niggas You a street nigga, you like me ain't you This for the street niggas, 'cause you a street nigga This for the street niggas, you like me ain't you From Letras Mania