In them Streets Lyrics

(Uhhhh uhhhhhhh)

That shit broke my heart I cried, I felt some pain in them streets

Did y'know bronem hit a hat, they busting brains when it's beef

You ain't on shit for real that boy just want some fame in them streets

Shit we the gang that really drill, we tryna make every of y'all deceased

When Baby fried, he off the pills. He tryna hit every opp this week

It's side for side, we kill for kill. I'm tryna make every of y'all...

Came in the game, leave out the game with who I started with

He said he ain't wanna shoot them Glocks so you push start the whip

Sid shooter, he be walking down them blocks. He say it's hard to miss

Them niggas want me dropped, put in that box, but I'm just hard to get

(Uuuhhhh)

Tell me why they got them Glocks but they don't use it

Tell me why them niggas capping on them bodies, they ain't do it

I promote the violence, niggas catching bodies to my music

Them niggas always dying, bronem with them Glocks they acting stupid

Why the fuck they acting like they really active

Bronem pop up out that cut with all them Glocks they get to blasting

Toll his shit come off the top. He really high, he don't be capping

Want a verse? You know I'm taxing, don't got the fee then why you asking

(Aauuhhh)

We on them drills, we all tryna take some off the top

It's a shame that boy got dropped, deleting names with all them Glocks

That shit broke my heart I cried, I felt some pain in them streets

Did y'know bronem hit a hat, they busting brains when it's beef

You ain't on shit for real that boy just want some fame in them streets

Shit we the gang that really drill, we tryna make every of y'all deceased

When Baby fried, he off the pills. He tryna hit every opp this week

It's side for side, we kill for kill. I'm tryna make every of y'all...