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He Love the Streets (Clean) - Kodak Black
Lyrics by：Bill K. Kapri/Anderson Hernandez/Matthew Samuels/Sean Momberger/Leigh Elliott
Say I gotta get up out these streets ASAP before it's too late
I done been around murderers and burglars and all that s**t
But they ain't rich as this
And all the killers and d**g dealers I know been tryna beat the streets forever
But they ain't did it yet
'Cause ain't nobody defeat the street life
Tryna run the streets and get away with it
You and your dawg on the block so strong for so long
You get locked and he don't pay a visit
He got sentenced came home did a bid came home
Then went again 'cause he don't get it yet
And the judge gave Midget a hundred years
He wanna come home but he ain't finished yet
Doin' the wrong things with my power that God gave me
God gave me power I used it for Satan
Instead of spreadin' love I be growin' evil
Instead of liftin' my n***as I tell 'em Kill people
He gon' lie with his heat he don't need the keys
He'll be fine in these streets you can let him be
He gon' die in these streets it ain't no in between
He gon' die in these streets 'cause he don't wanna leave
Gotta get up out these streets they say that karma real
Gotta get up out these streets before they kill Bill
He feel like if he ran these streets then he could run the world
He losin' feelings for his children and his old girl
Losin' feelings for his mama 'nem 'cause he love the streets
He losin' feelings for his family 'nem his mammy 'nem 'cause he love to beef
Ain't nobody beat the street life and I already got my street stripes
So I'ma get up out this darkness before my past haunt me
I'm twenty one I been here before like a thousand times
I'ma make this song cry I wrote about a thousand rhymes
Pain they take me in vain they entertained by it
N***as talkin' 'bout my homie and I'm slangin' K's 'bout it
I'm so quick to make this 9 stretch I'm on that gang violence
Tryna get up out this mindset it's like I'm chained by it
Gotta switch up all this s**t before they get me
And catch me down bad like they did Biggie
They know I'm thuggin' to the tee like my name Grizzley
I'm on the ugly when I'm free I'm in them same trenches
When I ain't busy I'm in these streets I'm in them same trenches
Hangin' with losers I make 'em forget that they ain't winnin'
My house bigger than his mama crib but I be still in it
My n***a been gone for five years but I be still visitin'
I'm sippin' lean and poppin' pills you think I got the remedy
At least if I got killed in the field it wouldn't be for anything
'Cause that's where all my lyrics came
So that's where all these millions came
Life gave me lemons but I ain't know how to make no lemonade
I made grenadine run around on heavy beans
I'm tryna be a better me but n***as they wanna intervene
I took my mama through a bunch my baby still strong
I heard the good die young so I gotta live long