Streets signed me, huh
(Taurus, Taurus) I gotta remind you, I never liked you
In the streets, nigga, I love you
Streets turnin' boys into men, take several down, lock it in
Got a stash, brought another bill, pay you off before I shot and kill
Tell 'em other trenches that I ain't fell, I told 'em, "Wait again", they weren't aware
I met her on sight, she got clapped, I was playin' with the chickens before I rapped
Treatin' this music like I'm sellin' keys, I took lil' mama then went down to Greece
Young nigga 'round me, slimey and greasy, I bought her diamonds, she keep it a secret
Knock yo' shit down, you know I'ma agree with it, take off flyin', goin' off a G6
I got that cooler with me when I'm whippin', rollin' with demons when I'm in yo' city
Couple of pink toes gettin' nasty, send all the Fentanyl to Cincinnati
Gone on a mission, niggas ain't really havin' it, like I got a fishin' rod, that bitch bite
Whole lotta racks on me be precise, lil' one whack songs when they bitin'
We been on demon time, say I'm nice, ain't been gettin' no sleep, I'm outside
Kick down the doors of yo' door, put double numbers on the billboards
I take the flowers, we gettin' awards, too many shooters, I was paranoid
Young nigga poppin' off anywhere, catch up and spray, nigga, anywhere
I gotta make sure I ante up, 'cause I'm in touch with the mob
A goonie ready, yeah, she anywhere, Jada finish up the job
But to the hood I'm a God, I did residentials, I was slaughterin'
Just another product of poverty, hit them niggas up, no recovery
I had Benjamins, Frank callin' me, got them demons with me, ain't no argument
Trappin' out my pain with Givenchy
Forever wish death on all my enemy
The minute I was born, I was sinnin'
Chasin' a 100 billion, that's just the beginnin'
Streets turnin' boys into men, take several down, lock it in
Got a stash, brought another bill, pay you off before I shot and kill
Tell 'em other trenches that I ain't fell, I told 'em, "Wait again", they weren't aware
I met her on sight, she got clapped, I was playin' with the chickens before I rapped
Streets turnin' the boy to a millionaire, ayy-yeah
Took all the struggle from the game, and it got me here
Drinkin' on muddy, smokin' herb by the pound, ooh-ooh
Wish I could fall in love, but she been ran through
Who the flyest? Ain't no goin' back and forth, ain't no debatin' with me
Keepin' the drum on me, gotta keep 50 brothers for my many men
These streets they prepared a nigga for everythin'
Everythin' I ever wanted in my life
I hustle, and I'm grindin' up to earn it full
For the Bugatti, sign me up
Charge 1,000 just to line 'em up, line it up
Oh-yeah (oh-yeah), yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah), young nigga pop (young nigga pop)
Catch up and spray (catch up and spray)
I gotta make sure I aim (make sure I aim), woo
Goonies ready to (goonies ready to)
Just the finishin' (just the finishin')
Hood (hood), Pluto (Pluto)
Catch another b- (catch another b-)
Hit 'em up (hit 'em up), I call (I call)