Out The Streets! Lyrics

Eyahhh!

Eyahhh!

Hey, I'm on my Kanye shii

I'm on my Ye shii

I'm on my Ye shii

Aye yea, these ain't no regular G-Star jeans

Bad bitch say she wanna know me

I got chrome heart on my feet (Aye)

Used to have dreams bout going to the league

All that changed when I start making beats

And all this helped me start off the streets (Stay off the streets)

(Ouuuuuhhhhhhhhh)

(Yeaaaaaa)

(Wooahhh)

(Yeaaaa)

And all this helped me stay out the streets

And all this helped me stay off the streets (stay off the streets)

Ouh, write down my goals, when I was young had to right down my goals

I always wanted a big body rolls

Ouh, Ima need more and I told myself that ima get out the door

And I told my bae yea we gon really explore

I told my bro we on go ain't no hick up

Everywhere I go they wishing me good luck

Everyday I just be praying and praying and praying

They looking at me with a face like what's good bruh

It don't matter, I don't pay no attention to chatter

You the pitcher and I am the batter, and I'm global now they getting madder

Aye used to be all so alone that was the shit that turned my heart to chrome

I had to pick me a bone, I had to, I had to pick me a bone

Feel like it's me vs me vs me yea my heart turned cold

I had to stay out the street had to find me a key had to find me a goal

My time really is my time, you like my style don't ya?

Don't ya?

Don't ya?

Don't ya?

Don't ya?

Don't ya?

Don't ya?