Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
(808 Mafia) Na-na, na-na
The streets don't love nobody, baby (oh, na-na-na-na-na, na-na, na-na)
The streets don't love nobody, baby (oh, na-na-na-na-na, na-na, na-na)
I done been through all the ups and downs a lot
Momma always told me, "Son, don't touch fire"
The streets don't love nobody, baby (oh, na-na-na-na-na-na, na)
The streets don't love nobody, baby
I never been the one with the cappin', I stayed down and make it happen
This pain really got me laughin'
I can't take you back through my memories full of pain
Too much pain floatin' around 'fore I even touched the fame
I got people with they hand out, askin' me for help
Where the f- you people was when I was down and needed help?
I feel they tryna use me (tryna use me)
If I don't, they really gon' try to steal from me (try to steal from me)
I close my eyes, this shit don't even seem right (seem right)
When I was broke, they went, everything seemed right
I got a letter in the mail, he said he sorry wish me well
Why the f- you had to tell?
The streets don't love nobody, baby (oh, na-na-na-na-na, na-na, na-na)
The streets don't love nobody, baby (oh, na-na-na-na-na, na-na, na-na)
I done been through all the ups and downs a lot
Momma always told me, "Son, don't touch fire"
The streets don't love nobody, baby (oh, na-na-na-na-na-na, na)
The streets don't love nobody, baby
Never been the one for the actin' (nah)
Stayed down and make it happen (stayed down)
Shoppin' Louis V for my family (Louis)
Breakin' bales down in the mansion (bands)
Been havin' pounds all in the pantry
Breakin' all down in the Hamptons
I'm with the gang, we pull up, they panickin'
I just be vibin' and chillin', relaxin' (relaxin')
I'm poppin' these Per- just like they Aspirin
Ready to slide on the opps like whenever we
Get rid of n- like we doin' magic (voilà)
My b- so bad like she came out a pageant
I'm smokin' exotic, I pull up robotic (gas)
Been in the streets, and I don't love nobody
Them choppas be singin', them b- melodic
Ride for my n-, they know that I got 'em
You really hang with the n- that shot 'em
They really bang, but don't bang on each other (never)
They still my brothers, we got the same mother (on God)
Hatin' ass n- go get in the huddle (huddle)
That one of the reasons you don't got no muscle (don't got no muscle)
N- will laugh at you, yeah, they be mad at you
One of the reasons I can't never trust 'em
The streets don't love nobody, baby (oh, na-na-na-na-na, na-na, na-na)
The streets don't love nobody, baby (oh, na-na-na-na-na, na-na, na-na)
I done been through all the ups and downs a lot
Momma always told me, "Son, don't touch fire"
The streets don't love nobody, baby (oh, na-na-na-na-na-na, na)
The streets don't love nobody, baby