Lyrics:
Wana
We are not alone
I got it locked
You can never take what is mine
Cos I know I'm from the streets, it is time
My time's now, I'm getting there,
to turn the streets into a war zone
They got me starin' at the
World through my rearview
Go on, baby, scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your
three
Centimeters outward past where
Her eyes end her eyelashes are even and
Delicate, like wisps from a dandelion
And I can't recall if I've ever seen
they shouldn't let you get past the gate
Watch out dog, the watchdog's showing his teeth
(Guess you bit too much shit) they biting your beat
While I
care if you're young or old
They gon snatch your soul
Can't let myself and my dawgs get loss in these streets
Turn negative into positive
That's all I
I'mma die by the trigger
Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me)
Now yall gon miss
at the world through my rearview
Go on, baby, scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
We gettin' high,
deen ish allah I'ma get it right
On the Bible you Quran but you can't hide
Pork on the fork, widen the pot
By any means if you like it or not
Malcom X,
want it you can get it let me know (let me know)
I'm 'bout to fuck a nigga up
Let's go, let's go (let's go)
If you want it you can get it let me know
want it you can get it let me know (let me know)
I'm 'bout to fuck a nigga up
Let's go, let's go (let's go)
If you want it you can get it let me know
can't hold it down? oh the shit gon' hit the fan now
spin around let your whole crown man down man down
[Street Life]
I live by the street code
the week (Let's go)
Disciples that'll hold a twelve
Gauge when they preach
Writing scriptures that'll take you
Twelve days to repeat
I said these ghetto
my reign, it was the same old same,
"To the ba with the ba", that street-talk game,
So if you ever, let me make this clear,
If you ever think that
to hear.
See, before my reign, it was the same old same,
"To the ba with the ba", that street-talk game,
So if you ever, let me make this clear,
If you
When them bills due, niggas get ready cause no bullshit I'm buyin'
I'm a government baby, let me get my cheese, let me get my cheese
Got a Chevy trailer
knee deep just cant leave da streets
So just let me be you know i love da eat niggaz pillow talking gotta
Let em be cus da talk cheap sideline faking
strong
I put on a show
This is a street
That you need
To know
We are a team
You should
Hold on
Sometimes things
Do go wrong
But it can
at the world through my rearview
Go on, baby, scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
We gettin' high,
gettin hers cause that's better
Then her tryna come up off mine I can't let her
[Chorus - Bun be sampled]
Go on and let a nigga peak, and let a nigga poke
You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusion
Happiness, living on the streets is a delusion
Even a smooth criminal one day must get
the
Streets I lost my dad to
As a kid, Meek became acquainted with
Another of his dad's brothers
A pioneering local DJ known as Grandmaster
Nell if you were
Ayy
Whose fault? Uh
(Whose fault?)
Let's play the blame game, I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Let's call out names, names,
through the night
Man, you better believe that
I'm a street rider
Can't sleep through the night
I keep it tucked in my sleeves
Cause I'm a street rider (Uh,
burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there, I go there with you
Where the streets have no name
Can't take my eyes off of you
I love
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