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Streets calling

Ride ride, ride,
ride ride, ride,
Put windows 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 on the gas, one foot in front of the judge
my baby mama still tripping want every of my blood
these haters I die, my niggas hoping I blow
my homies die and the shell, I them letter and so
on and step in my world, my life is realer then yours
I watch bullets explode man brains on the wall
but streets be calling, try to beg me to listen
lost in the game and so I change my religion
to stack me a million and stay the fuck out of prison
on the day that Im buried, I hope my is forgiven
I know I need me a woman, Im to whores,
got the mind of a ready to ride for the corps
ready to lie on the stand, ready to die for my
ready to die as man, and live on my knees.

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

Im screaming fuck all these haters, mother fuck all bitches

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

TWIGG

Okay, now were rIding time, niggas spark for team
still they on the arms while Im trying be a king
mafioso, young nigga but Ive alive
yeah, five six but bangin like a six five thats right
tryin to see a hundred milli, but you see these creeps 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 you in person Ill be facing at a judge
send these for these niggas, no love for these niggas
got no time for these hoes, fucking this bitches yeah
money on my mind, but mines on another
Grado me grind all the time,
hesitate instead, keep these niggas fed,
fuck is Walburg..all these niggas dead
we just getting money what other niggas said
they set up on top view, hustle hard the feds till Im dead