Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Streets , by - Mr. Probz. Song from the album Against The Stream, in the genre ПопRelease date: 18.05.2017
Record label: Left Lane
Song language: English
Streets |
| I could be somewhere in the cold |
| Where dreams come and go |
| Out there in the streets with no hope |
| Or a place where they know |
| Not to trust |
| What good would that be |
| And they know |
| Not to love |
| What good would that be |
| What good would that be |
| Would you like me if I had a gun |
| Dodging cops always on the run now |
| Getting caught up over petty drama |
| Selling drugs to somebody’s momma |
| I’m telling you these streets ain’t |
| These streets ain’t so pretty |
| I swear everything that glitters ain’t gold |
| These streets ain’t |
| These streets ain’t so pretty |
| I’ve been loving these streets but I don’t wanna love these streets no more |
| They know nothing |
| About bullet holes and that silence, they don’t wanna know |
| Looking at that judge |
| Thinking that he got you this time |
| They don’t wanna know |
| Talking to your loved ones through a window |
| Days, hours, minutes winding down real slow, real slow |
| Would you like me if I had a gun |
| Dodging cops always on the run now |
| Getting caught up over petty drama |
| Selling drugs to somebody’s momma |
| I’m telling you these streets ain’t |
| These streets ain’t so pretty |
| I swear everything that glitters ain’t gold |
| These streets ain’t |
| These streets ain’t so pretty |
| I’ve been loving these streets but I don’t wanna love these streets no more |
| I can’t sign out |
| Get pulled back when I climb out |
| It won’t let me go |
| It won’t let me go |
| Took me long enough to find out that time out just saved my soul |
| I remember all the pain that the game caused me |
| I remember falling down, falling down to my knees |
| Praying I won’t be the next one, to fall to these streets |
| Would you like me if I had a gun |
| Dodging cops always on the run now |
| Getting caught up over petty drama |
| Selling drugs to somebody’s momma |
| I’m telling you these streets ain’t |
| These streets ain’t so pretty |
| I swear everything that glitters ain’t gold |
| These streets ain’t |
| These streets ain’t so pretty |
| I’ve been loving these streets but I don’t wanna love these streets no more |