Lyrics

[Intro: Baseman] Yeah Base, Woodgrange Star, Boris, Murkz Wave [Chorus: Baseman] Imma be on the streets with my niggas Til' the feds come n' take me away Imma be bussin' my trigger Til' the feds come n' take me away Don't let 'em take me away Don't let 'em take me away Don't let 'em take me away Imma be on the streets with my niggas Til' the feds come n' take me away [Verse 1: Snizzy] (Star, look, I got my-) I got my heart, got me dreamin' on better days I roll thе cheese in the blunt to take thе pain away I hope Allah guides me until I make my way Sip on some 'enny then I let my soul fade away We stay grindin', all my niggas movin' major weight The jakes have run the backspot, we never take a break I'm on tag but that's not fuckin' with my paper chase From dawn to dusk, I'm out, grindin' on the daily, Base But wait, these jakes are fuckin' with my patience The paranoia's kickin' in, I think I'm on surveilance Plus, I got so many cases Them snitches in the station givin' so many statements But it's nuttin', I'm still on my block, same way The jakes are on me, yeah, ain't no one got a baitface The wife is buggin', like, "Star, please stay safe" I'm just buzzin' on that [?], you know I stay wave [Chorus: Baseman] Imma be on the streets with my niggas Til' the feds come n' take me away Imma be bussin' my trigger Til' the feds come n' take me away Don't let 'em take me away Don't let 'em take me away Don't let 'em take me away Imma be on the streets with my niggas Til' the feds come n' take me away [Verse 2: Boris] (Boris) J in my right hand, Kvass in my left All my niggas are in jail, there's only 12 of us left So I sip some yak to relieve some stress My niggas free the mind by talkin' on the set Where's all the love gone? There ain't none left So I ride-out with my gloves on and aim for your chest Blue track suits, blue bally on the left Forever Woodgrange, nothing more or nothing less Ow, you said you good, but you know I'm better I'll holler at my nigga Base for that big Beretta And it's on-sight, whatever the weather And paigons know that I'm not a fucking story-teller Yeah, I tell the fucking truth I'm ridin'-out to your strip with a couple goons It's a black one if we catch you We ride out in black but we rep blue [Chorus: Baseman] Imma be on the streets with my niggas Til' the feds come n' take me away Imma be bussin' my trigger Til' the feds come n' take me away Don't let 'em take me away Don't let 'em take me away Don't let 'em take me away Imma be on the streets with my niggas Til' the feds come n' take me away [Verse 3: Murkz] (Murkz) Listen, Pablo, I heard you got mad crow I was out there, lickin' off til' I had dough I only hang with bosses, we don't have to make our mind, no We're like the frogs in this ting and you're a tadpole On a cas' ting, I leave my house in the evening Got riders on tag but they will definitely breach it Home visits and we'll come to yours when you're sleepin' It's not a ting, we'll sneak in with the heat in Tell me where you stack his money, man, I want a cut It's not a ting where I need to say, "I got a gun" But he got bucked and he got sucked And if you don't want pain like that, then give it up I've got killers and I'll put them on the works if it's needed Woodgrange Road, darg, know who my team is A 16's air, I got more to say And I'm there on my block til' they take me away [Chorus: Baseman] Imma be on the streets with my niggas Til' the feds come n' take me away Imma be bussin' my trigger Til' the feds come n' take me away Don't let 'em take me away Don't let 'em take me away Don't let 'em take me away Imma be on the streets with my niggas Til' the feds come n' take me away