Streets Don't Luv Ya Lyrics

Aye see i been thinking a lot

I can't let one of bitches trick me out of my spot

Told shawty i'm going thru it

She say i'm making excuses

These bitches ain't looking for love

They only want you got

That's a knot not a glock

This a ruger inside my pocket

TTG i'm trained to go

You get to close ima pop it

Stop it

Ain't no need for the violence

I know my grandma pray for me

Looking down on me smiling

While my thoughts steady piling

Been doing good but my past i can't shake

Tried to recreate my fate

But starting to see it's too late

Dirty drank in a 2 liter

Drowning my sins away

I'm sorry mama

I know this ain't the life i was raised

FMJs i shoot like Wilt

Steady filling my clips

Inferred beam i up this bitch and he dipped

Hop out the rental

Hit the corner he wasn't looking he tripped

Spit fire from hollow tips

And reconstructed his lip

I'm from the sip where it go down

Ain't no love in this state

All these hoes out here fucking

Be careful who you call bae

Make sure you wrap yo dick

And don't make a careless mistake

I peep out shit before it happens and it's sad to say

The streets don't love ya

Yea

Yea the streets don't love ya

Streets don't love ya

But if you my brother

I won't put shit above ya

The streets don't love ya

Yea the streets don't love ya

Yea

Damn

The streets don't love ya