Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song In These Streets , by - Z-Ro. Release date: 04.01.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
In These Streets |
| In these streets |
| My niggas up to no good |
| All we do is fuck shit up in the hood |
| In these streets |
| I would fix this shit if I could |
| Since I can’t, I’m on that wish a nigga would |
| In these streets |
| I keep smoking until my mind gone (Ayy) |
| Mindin' my fuckin' business, that’s what my mind’s on (Ayy) |
| Building something from nothing, type of shit I’m on (Ayy) |
| Ain’t got shit positive to say, stay off of my phone |
| I done been broke before, sold dope before, went door-to-door bricks (Bricks) |
| Saw a fiend overdose, puttin' dope in nose, shit got under my skin (Skin) |
| Big plate, cuttin' crack with a big blade |
| Sold dope since sixth grade, half ounce to a twenty-eight |
| At twenty-eight, I was gettin' money, want a big house, want a couple hundred |
| Turned thirty, I was facin' thirty, but I beat the case 'cause they paid the |
| jury |
| Big jewelry, big Rolex, still’ll get the dope to your doorstep |
| Pull up with the top back, see through the roof, that’s no cap |
| I don’t rap, I talk shit, blue rag, that’s on Crip |
| Big fire, it’s on hip, miss Pop, Pimp, Neighborhood Nip |
| Real nigga three sixty-five and I’m still real at a leap year |
| Big gun, Yosemite Sam, nigga better run like Heathcliff |
| In these streets |
| My niggas up to no good |
| All we do is fuck shit up in the hood (In the hood) |
| In these streets |
| I would fix this shit if I could |
| Since I can’t, I’m on that wish a nigga would (Wish a nigga would) |
| In these streets |
| I keep smoking until my mind gone (Ayy) |
| Mindin' my fuckin' business, that’s what my mind’s on (Ayy) |
| Building something from nothing, type of shit I’m on (Ayy) |
| Ain’t got shit positive to say, stay off of my phone |
| Uh, same shit in 713, same shit in the 305 |
| Forget to watch your back while you pumpin' gas, it’ll be your life (It'll be |
| your life) |
| I don’t fuck with none of that feelin' shit, I’ma have to see your vibe |
| 'Cause I go walk, next thing I know, I’m in the dayroom eatin' Frito pies |
| Jackers see a Batman symbol in the sky any time they see your shine |
| They might be late to work, but to take your shit from you, they’ll be on time |
| (Time) |
| I don’t post a lot 'cause I be on the block, I really don’t be online |
| And I don’t be set trippin', but y’all already know C-R-I-P on mine |
| Niggas be givin' these bitches anything they want, but it’ll never be enough |
| 'Cause they ain’t never where they supposed to be, they always be with us |
| My niggas is hungry, if I don’t feed 'em today, they might eat even us |
| Yeah, I believe in God, but sometimes I’m like do he believe in us? |
| In these streets |
| My niggas up to no good |
| All we do is fuck shit up in the hood (In the hood) |
| In these streets |
| I would fix this shit if I could |
| Since I can’t, I’m on that wish a nigga would (Wish a nigga would) |
| In these streets |
| I keep smoking until my mind gone (Ayy) |
| Mindin' my fuckin' business, that’s what my mind’s on (Ayy) |
| Building something from nothing, type of shit I’m on (Ayy) |
| Ain’t got shit positive to say, stay off of my phone |
| Nigga, every hood doin' the same motherfuckin' thing, nigga |
| She sellin' pussy, he sellin' dope |
| Ain’t nothin' different but the weather change, nigga |
| See, you got them pearly gates and you got them hard steel bars, nigga |
| We used to sell dope, rob, and steal cars, nigga |
| That’s all we know |
| And see, a prophet ain’t welcome in his own home |
| You walk up in the house, this the house of pain where they throw dirt on your |
| name, nigga |
| But they forgot you a seed |
| They can throw dirt |
| They can throw dirt, but you gotta use that as water, nigga |
| All you gon' do is grow |
| All you gon' do is grow, nigga |
| When you been through it, you gon' get to it, nigga |
| God gon' catch you before he bless you, nigga |
| These streets rough and rugged |
| Everybody livin' like fuck it 'cause all us thuggin', nigga |
| How you gon' tell us what you have when we the have-nots? |
| All us got gold teeth and dreadlocks |
| They throw dirt on your name, nigga |
| But they forgot you a seed, all you gon' do is grow |
| All you gon' do is grow, nigga |
| You gotta stay down 'til you come up, though |
| Trust me |
| This shit disgust me, nigga |