Street Cred

Lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane, DJ Drama & The London Bulgarian Choir] Дей, гиди, пушка-бойл— Bustas (I know) Gansta Grillz, bastards (I know) It's not fair, I agree, I totally agree, it's not It's Gucci, (Hahaha) what's happenin'? Burr DJ Drama, what's happenin'? (Mr. Thanksgiving) Gansta Grillz Gucci, Drizzy Drake, and Gucci It's Gucci, what's happenin'? (I'm shivering) Burr DJ Drama, what's happenin'? (Ya know what I mean?) Gansta Grillz Gucci, Drizzy Drake, and Gucci It's Gucci, what's happenin'? Burr (Guccimerica) DJ Drama, what's happenin'? (We've landed) Gansta Grillz Gucci, Drizzy Drake, and Gucci Ha (1017), they ain't expect this one Expect the unexpected, motherfucker It's Gucci [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] From Zone Six to the SWATS, I'ma keep the block burnin' Long as the world keep turnin', money I'm gon' be earnin' (Ha) From Zone Six to the SWATS, I'ma keep the block burnin' From Zone Six to the SWATS, I'ma keep the block burnin' Long as the world keep turnin', money I'm gon' be earnin' (Ha, ha) Lost my train of thought, if someone find it, return it You niggas wanna beat me like my children, I'm hearin' (Shh) You come between my paper route, that's pass interference Now cash interference, I shine just like my earrings (Bling) It's fifty K today, twelve bars, a featured appearance My sneaker bill cost more than what you make in a year, man (Ha) Don't near man, there's no one near man, you're like a cheer man No coachin', Gucci the GM and you're the beer man Don't try me like I'm a pussy, another tin man I rap and I push bricks, so you can call it R&B, man Gucci [Interlude: DJ Drama] I got a new side job I'm hip-hop security And what that means is I'm takin' all credentials What you say, what you do, accomplishments, accolades I'm like the airport, all identification will be checked Drama [Verse 2: Drake & DJ Drama] Look, uh, feelin' sorry for the runner-up I'm still awake, gettin' money when the sun is up (Huh?) And they keep sayin' how they need me to deliver 'Cause they hate it when a rookie star doesn't put the numbers up (Ew) Man, hate is so passé, catch me in a Tom Ford suit on draft day, nigga And it's just me and my money Y'all don't even get to play when y'all are leading by twenty Yeah, I infiltrated the game I was hesitant at first and feared what it would change Now I'm high off the success and faded off of the fame And still I managed to keep all of my opinions the same Man, I am so far gone, bitch, I'm outta here Hotter than standin' inside rockin' outerwear I want it all, man, I never learned how to share I also can no longer converse with you thousandaires Wow, I swear I'm killin' shit, I'm killin' shit Shout-out to the niggas I just made a couple million with Yeah, from the beginnin' to the end Know I'm into makin' history, not into makin' friends, motherfucker [Interlude: DJ Drama] I seen a lot come and go Some niggas was runnin' too fast Ran outta breath too quick Us over here? We pace ourselves Finish line is way far ahead You niggas keep gettin' cramps in the race Don't pass out, baby Look for me in the rafters [Verse 3: Killer Mike] Mike bigger baby, it's nigga baby Gucci, Louis, Prada, Don Dada, I am hot as the Sahara What I spit in my saliva is a flow hotter than lava When I grab a microphone, I flame on like Waka Flocka Got a thirty-eight revolver that I call my problem-solver Ain't worried 'bout no rappers, they just talk, they just holler When that fire hit they ass, they'll walk, they crew will follow Like a pimp, I pop my collar at the prospect of tomorrow Nas said, "Life's a bitch," so I'ma break her for some dollars I will never be a simple, sorry sucker stuck in squalor I will murder every verse I ever versed to get the guala I am cursed since I first dispersed a dime bag of rocka in exchange for a dollar [Outro: Gucci Mane] Ayy, to all you other rappers out there If I'm not eatin' with ya, and you have an opinion about me Always remember how insignificant your opinion is to the world Whether you like or dislike me, tomorrow's comin' So with that said, get on your grind 'cause it's about time, bitch