Streets Don't Love You

(I have a collect call from)

(Please press)

Ay bruh, hit me back, man

It's like my fourth time calling, man

Y'all act like ya ignore me?

Bro, what's good?

Y'all act like ya can't pick up the phone

Ah, ay, I need, I need my thirty on the books

Bruh, I don't have no commissary last week

I ain't getting no letters or none of that

Man, y'all ain't rocking with me, bruh

Ahh

Whipping in a battle

He got caught up in the center

Mixing lean with the felon

He was rolling in a Honda

Knew a broad in Atlanta

All the homies wanna hit her

Skrrt, skrrt

This can't be the one for ya, ya

Flirting with that Katy Perry

My youngin's out here touting gas

Run up, get your done up, done up

Spaghetti, skrrt

Youngins' out to catch somebody

Oh, heard you block be getting violent

Yeah, pray the homie roll with me, roll with me

Pray the homie know something, know something

Yeah, that's cold, bruh

For a tiny, they popped and split him

Streets don't, streets don't, streets don't love ya

Streets don't, streets don't, streets don't love ya

Streets don't love you, streets don't love you

Love you, love you, streets don't love you

Don't love you, they don't

Streets don't love you

Kill 'em for a band, I know killers doing bad

They don't see you and your mans

Anybody get boned, anybody get boned

And you can get you head bust

Streets don't, streets don't, streets don't love ya

Kicked out of college, came home, they put him on a lick

That bit went left, he did time, ducked behind the fence

Got out and got his money up, money up

All gas, **** blunted up, blunted up

My dog bought a lack too

His broad back in college

Hitting chicks, he was hitting chicks

Ay, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

His broad heard he hitting chicks

Ay, his broad turned dog on him

Ay, he ain't like that **** at all homie, no

Same week, he lost his job too, yeah

Hey, repo came and all too

His dog got a lick, he holler, put me on

He know **** with a safe, he ain't never home

That bit went left, police chase, ducked the laws, homie

Then got murdered, same dude that he robbed, homie

Streets don't love you

Love you, love you, streets don't love you

Don't love you, they don't

Streets don't love you

Kill 'em for a band, I know killers doing bad

They don't see you and your mans

Anybody get boned, anybody get boned

And you can get you head bust

Streets don't, streets don't, streets don't love ya

Streets don't love you

Love you, streets don't love you

Don't love you, they don't

Streets don't love you