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streets - smiley lyrics

[intro]
(d*mn, gradea)
this sh*t off the top
(ayy, run that sh*t up, chase)
you already knew that
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
i remember the tank was on e
i was runnin’ the streets
now i don’t care ’bout the streets
my guys they stuck in the streets
they all got raided this month
the cops they on us, huh
don’t go back to the streets
i don’t wanna trap to the fiends
i can’t have my kids in the streets
i can’t have my dogs in the streets, nah, nah

[verse 1]
look at the the pain in my eyes, i can’t just think about i
i gotta think ’bout the fam, look how far that i am
i can’t do it myself, it’s me and my guys in the hills
now i have a stu’ in my house, i stay in beverly hills
look at my house in the hills, look how far that i came
i don’t еven care ’bout the chain
i’m wеarin’ a shirt and it’s plain
you can’t do the same
i broke her heart on the plane
i’m tired of feelin’ this pain (f*ck that b*tch), yeah
[?] a nine pack, look what i gain ([?] a nine pack, look what i gain)
[?] trap, he want a stain
look at the glock, look at it’s gauge
she can’t work minimum wage
please don’t call me when i’m on stage (d*mn, yeah)
i live in the hills, i didn’t even make it
watch when i make it, watch how i take it
when i go, i not even gon’ stop
pay for a glizzy, sh*t was a bop, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
i remember the tank was on e
i was runnin’ the streets
now i don’t care ’bout the streets
my guys they stuck in the streets
they all got raided this month
the cops they on us, huh
don’t go back to the streets
i don’t wanna trap to the fiends
i can’t have my kids in the streets
i can’t have my dogs in the streets, nah, nah

[verse 2]
this not a .9, this is a glock
i give it to bro, he make it hot
he wanna trap, he wanna pop
he in the streets, boy, he really lost
and don’t come here, this is a route
i with a baddie, not in my house
i took your b*tch, she want out
i didn’t even take her out
she wanna go to drake party, ooh, yeah (i know)
she off a pill probably, i’m gang
i take a perc probably, yeah
i feel a lil’ hollow (lil’ hollow)
bad b*tch, call her mulatto (mulatto)
tonight we drinkin’ [?]
[?] the motto
she wanna drink out the bottle (i know you do)
look at the [?] and the view (look, look)
you gotta see how i view
i could’ve done it for you (i could’ve)
you wanna hate and sh*t, no (you wanna hate on me)
now i’m not datin’ tips (i’m not datin’ now)
[?] .22 tips (911, what’s your emergency?)
my guys all gone and sh*t (they’re gone)
they did a whole sweep and sh*t (they’re gone)
and i’m on the beach and sh*t
watch, they’re gon’ hate on this
[chorus]
i remember the tank was on e
i was runnin’ the streets
now i don’t care ’bout the streets
my guys they stuck in the streets
they all got raided this month
the cops they on us, huh
don’t go back to the streets
i don’t wanna trap to the fiends
i can’t have my kids in the streets
i can’t have my dogs in the streets

[outro]
that’s crazy
yeah, gang, what? huh?
free the gang, huh, yeah

- smiley lyrics

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