These Streets

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Jody Breeze] I know they hating on us, but the streets ain't They waiting on us, we really gangsta Niggas wanna eat, but they don't know the basics Keep getting caught, with them fed cases Rap, stay strapped Stacks in [?] [?] stay strapped, these hoes [?] I don't see how some of you niggas have the audacity To play hard, sweet as a dakary I hops out in new [?] already mastered it But I'm no rapper though, my aim is acurat I'm from a trap where they turn coke into crack, man I'm from a block where they riding through, it's black lanes We get [?] Blow your face off Two of the realest, Jody Breeze and Trae, dawg We do music for the gutter, niggas in the struggle Tryna makе a living, try not to kill each other [Chorus ?] Lord knows it's [?] Niggas is far out Thesе streets is [?] out here I know, but see I'm good, dawg Lord knows it's [?] Niggas is far out These streets is [?] out here I know, but see I'm good, dawg [Verse 2: Trae tha Truth] I promis I never will change, these niggas turn shady Quick as they slipping up out [?] and play like it's gravy [?] fitted with they pride, 'cause I've been on my mission [?] I'm well on my way, and they [?] ain't listen Why they want me right back in the zone? Nigga, this shit ain't done for play [?] you get dammaged, fucking with Trae Snitches talking like it's [?] that I never understand 'Cause some of these niggas out here never grew up to be a man But see it's good now, I made my position to help the hood now Get rid of fuck ass niggas, so yeah, I'm up high as shit now Homies I used to love hate me, but sware it's all good now They envy, got me strapped in case I'm misunderstood now Me and Breeze at ease, hope niggas don't get too close to us We provide by the streets, the ghetto gon' have a toast to us And this is how it sounds, when them niggas we know be out of line Homie, I'm tha Truth, and I ain't hard to find [Chorus ?] Lord knows it's [?] Niggas is far out These streets is [?] out here I know, but see I'm good, dawg Lord knows it's [?] Niggas is far out These streets is [?] out here I know, but see I'm good, dawg [Verse 3: Jody Breeze] These streets is [?] smart [?] hoods [?] fakes and frauds I can't think straight, thanks to y'all Play play gangstas, that think you hard But that ain't the case, 'cause you ain't that hard You be praizing niggas, but all I praze is God And I don't work roots, but I know some Hasians That'll murk you, and that's they ocupation The only way to [?] is an opperation I'm living in the matrix, I run an opperation So I'ma say [?] When I [?] [?] [Chorus ?] Lord knows it's [?] Niggas is far out These streets is [?] out here I know, but see I'm good, dawg Lord knows it's [?] Niggas is far out These streets is [?] out here I know, but see I'm good, dawg