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Streets still

ride, ride ride,
ride ride, ride,
Put your down
out the heat
on
Ride ride, ride,
ride ride, ride

Im screaming money and nothing the top of my lungs
with police behind me in a car full of drugs
I got one foot on the gas, one foot in of the judge
my baby mama tripping want every ounce of my blood
these haters hopin I die, my hoping I blow
my homies die and the shell, I said letter and so
Come on and step in my world, my life is realer then
I watch bullets explode that man on the wall
but streets be calling, try to beg me to listen
lost faith in the and so I change my religion
tryin to stack me a and stay the fuck out of prison
on the day that Im buried, I my sins is forgiven
I I need me a woman, Im addicted to whores,
got the of a soldier ready to ride for the corps
to lie on the stand, ready to die for my seeds
ready to die as man, and live on my knees.

Screaming fucking all the haters, mother fuck all bitches
got no for these hoes, I got my mind on my riches
tryin to stack me a million, and stay to out the prison
But this still calling, gotta beg me to listen
Screaming fuck all these hater, mother all this bitches
got no time for these hoes, I got my model my
tryin to stack me a million, and stay to fuck out the
But this streets calling, gotta beg me to listen

Im screaming fuck all these haters, mother fuck all bitches

These haters coming around bet Tweezie fuck all bitches.
got crack in the dishes I got some coke in the pot
a couple feins in the kitchen they doing dope in the
a nigga know that Im hot, there's no my fate
thats why I say my prayers when I put work on my plate
And I pray, can you hear me Im hoping that you listen
and I just sold me a bricks guess he granted my wishes
I done shot with precision done them prisons
Im tryin to run the game, its to do when you sitting
now Im calling some affiliate with the mob
now nobody hard to reach all the takes is a
no disregard for the law. these niggas rebellin'
he eleven with the burner like what the should I tell em
I told em go back to school, shawty pick up this
then it picked up a pack that life he be

TWIGG

Okay, now were rIding time, spark for they team
still they focused on the arms Im trying be a king
mafioso, young but Ive been alive
yeah, five six but bangin like a nigga six five right
tryin to see a hundred milli, but you see these will hate tho
wanna see you doing thangs but they wanna see you meet your maker.
hail thy for I pray to the above
b-fore Im facing you in person Ill be facing at a
send these slugs for niggas, no love for these niggas
got no time for hoes, only fucking this bitches yeah
money on my mind, but on another state
Grado told me all the time,
never hesitate instead, these niggas fed,
fuck is Mark Walburg..all these dead
we just getting money fuck other niggas said
they set up on top view, hard fuck the feds till Im dead