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the streets am the broadway bandit
All I talk is money, can't be having convos with broke niggas that shit don't translate
I could never watch my nigga starve

life can't call that tho
Niggas act like they perform on a Broadway show
550 match the racks that's up in the safe
550 on the road girl I'm on the way

show you
Rest In Peace to you and anyone who know you

Everyday by day life is feeling aimless
So I live shameless
Never leave home without the stainless

up always
You my type don't act like this Broadway
Do as the song got you long as you got me

I got you, I got you, I got you
Girl you got me too (Got

Cardboard with blue arrow strips
Shipping that's the fastest
And a hoard just like a dragon, bitch

The money is the measure
What a man can spend for pleasure

My baby wants to move to LA
It could be New York City another day
Boston has charm, San Francisco's by the sea
I bet we're better, together, in

A roach inside an ashtray
A one man band on Broadway
It's you
(Loose pussy you got a loose pussy)
And it's your hoo hoo, hah
(Loose pussy you got a loose

in a good way
I dun made stacks on a bad day
Never take back that you wouldn't stay
You ain't even all that anyway, man you deserves scrips on broadway

bangin', them bells still ringin'
Nowadayz I have a different type of understanding
Life is full of pitfalls, I just survived the crash landing
Last man

cuz
In the meantime, y’all was sleeping on the king
Dreaming and scheming for mines. By Any means
Meanwhile, the trials in-between were extremely

A cool winter wind sweeps on Broadway
The seasons come near and I know
That maybe sometime soon, You'll go home

A man sits alone by the coast road

Downstairs she barbed Mr T
Wanna have sex on the beach
Running her mouth to a gee
Cos I never pay for shit
Dropped her off by the bridge
Switched numbers

here reciting my lines
Hailing by nature we pouring
And they say I'm sounding foreign
Nigga I wanna be touring, on broadway
Where they all adoring,

ascendant love you dearly too
Single parents, praise you for the shit that we make you go through
Everybody doubted my OG could raise a good man
But look

I saw you dancing down on Broadway and 9th
You caught me glancing, so I shifted my eyes
The streets are dirty but they look good tonight
The way

sides shit
We ain’t into that
We ain’t into that
Bitch
We ain’t into that
We ain’t into that (Uh)
Bitch
Shootin up yo block
And we switch
When I roll by

you’re the friend of the working man.
(2x)

(Beat Change) V26 Woman 2
And, finally, the Pure Food and Drug Act, passed by Congress

V27 Woman 3 
Gave

on Broadway 
These Dreams that I chase today

Full time job can't quit today
Do this shit still under payed 
Gas Detection cant take a break
Goals steep but

and Broadway Avenue
I spent almost every afternoon with you
Wish I could be half the man you were
How you lived simply, how you worked with grace
How you joked,

Or fuck around and go to Broadway 
I spit this shit For Bob Marley
I wrote this here for Mark Garvey
I rock this for Dr Martin
cnd plus that man straight

broad day
Call that nigga Loafin, he was walkin' down on Broadway
I say, which opp, I want get today, we call that boy off Libby
Niggas thinkin' that they

tryna stay low and stay up
Out the drama (Man), nowadays I must look old
Cause I be pulling momma, shawty gotta want me because
I would never force her,

do no talkin
Please ask your man who run the city we they roll models
He got flipped with two drakes, check the autopsy
Wit my EBK niggas, make

Imma up my stick
And make him do the running man
Nigga think I'm lacking
Till I buss it
Nigga come again
I just got this Glockie by my side
I don't need