Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deebaby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesus Martinez Jr.
Songwriter
Deebaby
Songwriter
Lyrics
I lost some people to these streets
It make my heart skip a beat, feel like it's never gon' end
I know sometimes this shit get harder (ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
Get to praying to the Lord (look like DJ Chose), feel like you never gon' win
My mama told me, "Watch yo' back
Them hoes just want you for them racks, and they really ain't yo' friends"
This for them times I couldn't ball
You ain't pick up when I called, now I got money to spend
I sip that drank to take the pain away
It ain't working at all, fuck it, pour it again
I lost some people to these streets
It make my heart skip a beat, feel like it's never gon' end (never gon' end)
He lost his brother in that cell
And if he only had one wish, it'd be he never went in (never went in)
And if he ever change up on me
I swear one of us gotta die, and that's just how it's gon' end (how it's gon' end)
Got this big Kilo 'round my neck, it cost a hundred thousand cash
This shit cost more than your Benz (more than your Benz)
I mix the Percocet with drank, it's safe to say that I relapse
Bitch, I'm a junkie again (junkie again)
I mix the Percocet with drank, it's safe to say that I relapse
Bitch, I'm a junkie again (junkie again)
I mix my feelings with the booth and all I did was tell the truth
Now I'm the greatest there is
I mix the Draco with the Glock, don't do no videos with props
This a big old FN (big old FN)
This for them ones who let me down, when I was broke, ain't come around
This for the ones who ain't spend (ones who ain't spend)
I lost some people to these streets
It make my heart skip a beat, feel like it's never gon' end (never gon' end)
I know sometimes this shit get harder
Get to praying to the Lord, feel like you never gon' win (never gon' win)
My mama told me, "Watch yo' back
Them hoes just want you for them racks
And they really ain't yo' friends" (really ain't yo' friends)
This for them times I couldn't ball
You ain't pick up when I called, now I got money to spend (money to spend)
I sip that drank to take the pain away
It ain't working at all, fuck it, pour it again (pour it again)
I lost some people to these streets
It make my heart skip a beat, feel like it's never gon' end (never gon' end)
Feel like it's never gon' shake
Had to go run up that money, never gon' wait
They tell me, "Baby, why you sip that syrup?", I like how it taste
Plus, if I stop sippin' that drank, I might just blow out yo' face
I'm in my feelings, ho, don't talk to me, I need a lil' space
I need some love, but tell me, what's love to a thug on the race?
I don't got time to argue back and forth, I copy and paste
I lost some things more important, think I need you to stay?
I don't need you to stay
I'ma get mine, you get yours, I think it's better that way (better that way)
You know we go to war for ours, you know better to play
I had my fair share of cold showers, it was days we ain't ate
I'm in the studio for hours, I'll be home a lil' late
I seen a partner rob his partner
Really, I can't relate (I can't relate)
An open ocean with them sharks, it's either eat or get ate
Can't stab no nigga in they back, I'd rather spit in they face
Felt like forever but we eatin' now, I just say a lil' grace (amen)
I lost some people to these streets
It make my heart skip a beat, feel like it's never gon' end (never gon' end)
I know sometimes this shit get harder
Get to praying to the Lord, feel like you never gon' win (never gon' win, never gon' win)
My mama told me, "Watch yo' back
Them hoes just want you for them racks
And they really ain't yo' friends" (really ain't yo' friends)
This for them times I couldn't ball
You ain't pick up when I called, now I got money to spend (now I got money to spend)
I sip that drank to take the pain away
It ain't working at all, fuck it, pour it again
I lost some people to these streets
It make my heart skip a beat, feel like it's never gon' end
Writer(s): Jesus Martinez, Norman Payne
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