The Streets

Lyrics

[Intro] (Plug) Yeah, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm [Chorus] Ayy, told her no clothes in my bed (I'm from the streets) I don't wanna fuck, give me head (I'm from the streets) I can't show no love, get in bed (I'm from the streets) I done got demons in my head (I'm from the streets) Ridin' with that pistol and a .30 (I'm from the streets) Big Glock 40 with a .30 (I'm from the streets) I can't fuck these bitches, they ain't worthy (I'm from the streets) Pussy nigga hating, It ain't workin' (I'm from the streets) [Verse] Ayy, yeah, yeah, I'm from the streets 'Member back in the day, I was broke, ain't have nothin' to eat 'Member I was out here sellin' weed, get 'em two for three Yeah, I got them bags, get them bags, let 'em go for cheap Yeah, I guess the street life just wasn't for me Locked up in that cell, I was the only one that's there for me They know he out here seven days a week Yeah, come to this jungle where you might get eaten Yeah, sit, huh, plot, scheme Really will die for no reason, ayy Ride with the Tommy, I'm leanin' I'm with my Bloods, and they bleedin' (Huh) I'm with the Crips and they creepin' (Ayy, ayy) I had a bitch and was leanin' I hit the bitch 'cause I need it [Chorus] Ayy, told her no clothes in my bed (I'm from the streets) I don't wanna fuck, give me head (I'm from the streets) I can't show no love, [?] (I'm from the streets) I done got demons in my head (I'm from the streets) Ridin' with that pistol and a .30 (I'm from the streets) Big Glock 40 with a .30 (I'm from the streets) I can't fuck these bitches, they ain't worthy (I'm from the streets) Pussy nigga hating, It ain't workin' (I'm from the streets)