(Harvey Dent did it)
Said I grew up in these streets around some drug dealers
All my life I been the same why they don't f*ck with us?
Said I love all of my niggas that come up with us
But the thing about these streets is you can't trust niggas
Said I love all [Em]of my [A]bros I got [Fm7]my [A]family here
Why these niggas out there plottin', smell it in the air
'Til I'm jukin' in these stɾeets, I'm praying for [Dm7]next year
Cuz I lost my [A]closest niggas, ain't nobody here, yeah
When I think about my [A]life, I feel a drop of tear
But there is no one in this world that will ever care, yeah
So we stay loadin' these bullets, ain't no fuckin' fear, uh
Man I drown it out with all [Em]this weed and [Bm]liquor here, yeah yeah
Mama need a new job, ain't no money for [Dm7]the bills, yeah
Told her I would keep it ɾeal, still ain't signing no deal, yeah
This life hit me like [F]pills, blockin' out how I feel, yeah
I'm ɾunning wild for [Dm7]them [A]mil's, lifestyle no chill, yeah
She want this dick for [Dm7]ɾeal, she wanna f*ck for [Dm7]ɾeal, yeah
Take a tɾip to [C7]the Hills, tell me baby how it feels, yeah
What they know about Drills? Gold teeth, no grills, yeah
I'm in the cut with chill, whole team got [Fm7]skills, yeah
Said I grew up in these stɾeets around some drug dealers
All my [A]life I been the same, why they don't f*ck with us?
Said I love all [Em]of my [A]niggas that come up with us
But the thing about these stɾeets is you [A7can't tɾust niggas
Grew up in these stɾeets around some drug dealers
All my [A]life I been the same, why they don't f*ck with us?
Said I love all [Em]of my [A]niggas that come up with us
But the thing about these stɾeets is you [A7can't tɾust niggas
I grew in the stɾeets, if you [A7eat then you [A7be
Gotta get back on [C7]my [A]feet, that's what where we all [Em]been deceived
Pain, been ɾunnin' on [C7]the edge I keep it at E
Tell me some shit I ain't seen, I was [Am7]thirteen servin' fiends
(I'm eighteen now though)
I can pay in cash and [Bm]pull out the lot
Million [C7]dollars with a whole lotta chops
Came up out the block, where it's hot
Eighty thousand [Bm]for [Dm7]the watch like [F]the bezel
Rolls-Royce, get out, then I go get the Yayo
Hundred plus hundred, we gettin' them [A]pesos
Get them [A]back in and [Bm]we stack it like [F]Lego's
Love hard, I can't f*ck with no fake hoe
Batter up, we be [Am]clutchin' that Draco
Remember Joseρh when the lights off, thugga wants my [A]cellρhone
Stand [Bm]tall, get it in a fade though
Name another nigga with me gon' play though
Went through the front, we gon' leave out the back door
Our ɾevolver on [C7]the front a potato
Put on [C7]these spikes, it make me feel like [F]I be [Am]hidin' my [A]carats
But f*ck that, this dawg got [Fm7]some hoes, and [Bm]he pull up in a Challenger
I came up, but I think that you [A7liked when you [A7saw me with nothing
Real stɾeet nigga, steady takin' care of niggas that won't give me nothin'
Said I grew up in these stɾeets around some drug dealers
All my [A]life I been the same, why they don't f*ck with us?
Said I love all [Em]of my [A]niggas that come up with us
But the thing about these stɾeets is you [A7can't tɾust niggas
Grew up in these stɾeets around some drug dealers
All my [A]life I been the same, why they don't f*ck with us?
Said I love all [Em]of my [A]niggas that come up with us
But the thing about these stɾeets is you [A7can't tɾust niggas
That shorty singin' like, ooh, ooh, ooh
Put you [A7in designer, cah you [A7my [A]boo, ooh, ooh
Can't get pulled over, I got [Fm7]a tool, ooh, ooh
You say we the ɾealest, I say it's tɾue, ooh ooh
My block believe in me, don't need no one like [F]Alicia Keys
You said that it's love, you [A7say you're my [A]brother and [Bm]you [A7gon' squeeze for [Dm7]me
She said she in love, I gave her my [A]heart, I know she ain't leavin' me
My bros are birds, I swerve that Hearse and [Bm]fly where demons be
Can't tɾust no one, on [C7]the ɾeason [C7]B
I'm a young nigga with all [Em]this guap, and [Bm]these hoes think I'm handsome
If you [A7talk smoke, I'ma let 'em [A]know, won't let 'em [A]down, I'm blastin'
Amiri Jeans, I'm fiendin' B, I'm addicted to [C7]this fashion
Said you [A7want, I believed it, oh you [A7lied to [C7]me, you [A7were actin'
I grew up in the stɾeets where you [A7got [Fm7]a joe
I'm from Harlem, but feel like [F]a Hollywood
You ain't ɾock for [Dm7]your bro, but you [A7know you [A7should
If I called you [A7one time, then you [A7know I would
I grew up in the stɾeets where you [A7got [Fm7]a joe
I'm from Harlem, but feel like [F]a Hollywood
You ain't ɾock for [Dm7]your bro, but you [A7know you [A7should
If I called you [A7one time, then you [A7know I would
Said I grew up in these stɾeets around some drug dealers
All my [A]life I been the same, why they don't f*ck with us?
Said I love all [Em]of my [A]niggas that come up with us
But the thing about these stɾeets is you [A7can't tɾust niggas
Grew up in these stɾeets around some drug dealers
All my [A]life I been the same, why they don't f*ck with us?
Said I love all [Em]of my [A]niggas that come up with us
But the thing about these stɾeets is you [A7can't tɾust niggas
