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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tafia
Tafia
Vocals
Vory
Vory
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emmanuel Alexis
Emmanuel Alexis
Songwriter
Douglas Sosa
Douglas Sosa
Songwriter
Tavoris Hollins, Jr.
Tavoris Hollins, Jr.
Songwriter
Jonathan gabor
Jonathan gabor
Songwriter
Philipp Riebenstahl
Philipp Riebenstahl
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dirty Sosa
Dirty Sosa
Producer
Patrick ‘MixedByTheBest’ Rosario
Recording Engineer
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Mixing Engineer
BEATSAINTFREE JG
BEATSAINTFREE JG
Producer
Yung Swisher
Yung Swisher
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
I told you once, baby, I told you once but I know
(Dirty Sosa)
You've got to let it go
(Ayy, JG)
[PreChorus]
Ayy, twenty dollars up in the chain gang
Drop another six and let my chain hang
**** out here tweakin', I'm on the same thing
Traded out my bustdown for a Plain Jane
Lord, forgive me, I've been sinnin' for awhile
Could've took that plea, but he got thirty, took it to trial
That was my dawg, I miss my ****, it's been awhile
He love the streets but I don't how 'cause
[Chorus]
These streets don't love nobody
Shots fired at everybody
These streets don't love nobody
Killed or be killed, I be like, "Mama, sorry""
[Verse 1]
Gave too many years to the chain gang, I don't even gang bang (Uh)
Tried to threaten me with the RICO 'cause I won't say names (Uh-uh)
I was deeper in the streets than I thought I was, look how young I was
Goin' to war with myself, can't nobody tell me I ain't strong enough (Uh-uh)
**** tellin' stories, caught his bluff, "What you lyin' for?"
Watch him get out his body, then get mad, then I'ma line 'em up
Got real **** in the system, ain't deserve the time they got
Crackers scared of they potential, wanna thow 'em under a rock
Tried to throw me under a rock, now I'm signed under the Roc (Uh-uh)
I'm from a nation, **** always dream chasin', they been waitin'
I caught seven years off the top, ****, I been patient
Still pushin' through it even though mentally I'm still achin'
[PreChorus]
Ayy, twenty dollars up in the chain gang
Drop another six and let my chain hang
**** out here tweakin', I'm on the same thing
Traded out my bustdown for a Plain Jane
Lord, forgive me, I've been sinnin' for awhile
Could've took that plea, but he got thirty, took it to trial
That was my dawg, I miss my ****, it's been awhile
He love the streets but I don't how 'cause
[Chorus]
These streets don't love nobody
Shots fired at everybody
These streets don't love nobody
Killed or be killed, I be like, "Mama, sorry"
[Verse 2]
Stash tryna tell me leave the past in the past (Uh-huh)
I'm really scarred, feel like my past was my last
Tryna take my soul out the systems like they tryna take it back (Uh)
Mama praying for me, she just hope I make it back (Let's go)
I got **** in the county (Juju), I got **** sent to Haiti
Keep the fake shit from aound me, I'ma good **** turned crazy
I done jumped out and went crazy
On my own wave, got wavy (Uh-huh)
I been laying down for seven, ain't no way I'm gettin' lazy (Let's go)
The streets just suck you dry and spit you out if you don't treat it right
I got dirt up under my nails, hollows polished, I can't sleep at night (Doo-doo)
Really on some shit that I can't play about or say out loud
How I made it this far? It's only God, so I can't play around
[PreChorus]
Ayy, twenty dollars up in the chain gang
Drop another six and let my chain hang
**** out here tweakin', I'm on the same thing
Traded out my bustdown for a Plain Jane
Lord, forgive me, I've been sinnin' for awhile
Could've took that plea, but he got thirty, took it to trial
That was my dawg, I miss my ****, it's been awhile
He love the streets but I don't how 'cause
[Chorus]
These streets don't love nobody
Shots fired at everybody
These streets don't love nobody
Killed or be killed, I be like, "Mama, sorry"
[Instrumental]
Nobody
Nobody
Nobody, body
Written by: Douglas Sosa, Emmanuel Alexis, Tavoris Hollins, Jr.
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