Lyrics Leave The Streets Alone - SOB X RBE, Yhung T.O., Slimmy B

Leave The Streets Alone

And I’m stuck up in the field, so I tote a 9
And I’m always in the field, I don’t go inside
I ain’t that bold, to yo' face I never told a lie
And she always think she right, I guess she know a lot
If you can’t match more than a zip, then I ain’t rollin' wit' you (I ain’t
rollin' wit' you)
If you can’t tie me in the whip, then I can’t go and get you
You bitch be cheatin' wit' my nigga, you ain’t know that did you?
(you ain’t know that did you)
Nigga leave these streets alone, you don’t got it in you (you don’t got it in
you)
You be scared to pull the trigger, why you tote that pistol?
You got somethin' you gotta say, then why you hold that in you?
(hold that in
you)
Nigga, speak yo' mind or somethin' (speak yo' mind or somethin')
Always tellin' me 'bout that bitch like she mine or somethin' (like she mine or
somethin')
Why you cuffin' on that bitch like she fine or somethin'?
(fine or somethin')
If it ain’t cream while you hit then you dry fuckin' (dry fuckin')
Why I work so damn hard?
'Cause my time comin' (my time comin')
If you ain’t doin' shit wit' yo' life, then go find somethin' (then go find
somethin')
When I pull up on lil' baby, she feel good inside (she feel good inside)
Said she love the way I stack, the way I multiply (way I multiply)
Might just hit a nigga block and bitch just open fire (open fire)
Couldn’t pull out, I was strokin', shit was over for me (shit was over for me)
She put my name on it, so she know it’s mine (so she know it’s mine)
I got cheated on before that made me cold inside (made me cold inside)
Damn why yo' pocket look so big?
Bet you it’s a loaf inside (it's a loaf inside)
T.O.
when you gon' leave the streets?
I just won’t decide (I just won’t decide)