Streets Keep Callin Me

Yea nigga get a mixtape out or something nigga

Fuck, they talk bout these fucking rappers man

I do this shit for the money man

Staright g's man

Word up, it's the talk of new york nigga they don't how

Niggaz know what time it is man

For real man I'm getting all this money this year

Taking it back to the streets

Never see y'all niggaz in the hood

For real man, yea

Nigga ashes to ashes, and dust to dust

Live it up get money nigga bust a nut

Boy you gangstes are tough and the guns you bust

For that 25 to life straight fucking you up

Listen in the projects niggaz die over rumors

And close head shots give niggaz brain tumors

Hell yea, everybody hustle round here

I don't play by the rules cause the game ain't fair

My team is monopilising, marketing and advertising

Wet on a beach with a freak while the sun rise

I'm in the coupe driving while you on the stoop rhymin

You rappin for free nah dog that ain't me

I get a g every line, my fans online

You ain't richer than me stop watching mine

The streets keep calling me

The keep calling me back

But it ain't where I'm from it's where I'm at

They keep on calling me

They got me riding strapped

With a bitch from vitesse with her head in my lap

The streets be calling me

You can see me out in public

I stay in the hood I be giving up bubbly

The streets keep calling me, keep calling me

I'm addicted to the streets they keep calling me

They keep calling me, they keep calling me

I'm addicted to the streets they keep calling me

I use to want props, now I want property

Nigga I ain't tryna be, caught up in narcotics beat

You got the cream and blobby but it's not ikeem

Ironically, I can make you feel the rockets is not a game when the llamas lay,

You yesterdays news, tomorrow came

Now your plots a grave my hollow shots fuck up your concentration

I gots the montego flow, I rock with yayo

Real recognise real, watch what you say yo

Love is love but acknowledge hate shown

From niggaz who grren from envy or rocks on they clothes

You better ask somebody, who's stash is mighty

How many friends from the past that there's beside em

Of course I'm just talking bout your man that's grimey

Those who stay true should be right there by you

But god bless the chld who could hold his own

If you earn it you deserve it no man can deny you