Addicted To The Street (By ThoroHeadz)

Uuhhaah yeah yo I’m just addicted to the street yo (Hahaaha)
(A n***a straight faitfull hardly even know what I’m sayin’)
I can’t help it uuhuuhu call me
(I know the reall n***as from the streets feel this shit here)
I’m just addicted to the streets
Huhuuh quess I’m hopeless

(Listen) I am out here tryna get me mature payment for the streets
But my mama told me just a stay away
That I got see I’m just you still don’t want me
Bundels of cash flow who could I stash yo
Hitting shorty the they ass cold then I dash so
I hustle to my fuckin’ muscle tank I’m want my cake
You buzz my stack out we and 2 ain’t go no bigger crew
Street life and it be seems deep lifе
I’ll be holdin’ no time to dole roll it street lifе
Gettin’ pay my main plead but it if ain’t right
This ain’t happen switch to plan B for mail stacking
The girls blackin’ and I’m tryna another think
Low deaf kings with tipsel bitch

Addicted to the a streets uuhhuuh
I can’t row (This is my Daddy’s mixtape)
I’m just addicted to the streets
Huuhuuh somebody get hurt (Kadafi lives on!)
Ooh Lord they keep a n***as twisted (Yeah)
Still I’m addicted n***a lived it (Uuhhahaha)
When I’m gone I swear miss this sometime I love it
Even in another try a huck it a n***a stress me
Press in my motherfuckin’ hondred some n***as ball
Till they fall it is a fellow some stay a hellow
And some stack better then Rockafeller (Yeah)
See this money it’s funny on his fears can be a dummy
Tryna kill in order for the love of money (Damn)
Then a squeeze the falls and I’m a pierce the source
Still chill it feel like I’m a motherfuckin’ boss at any courcse
Gettin’ mine won’t creep me deep and it is diss (Uuhhuuh) to the street

(Uuhhuuh..) I’m just addicted to the street (Yeah)
I’m just addicted to the street (Son rize volume 1)

Now could you picture my criminal status at its fuckin' peak?
Even the baddest be gettin' murdered in they seats
I'm addicted to these streets like crack is to these creeps
Seein' visions of a prison wake up screamin' in my sleep
Is there a Heaven in this hell? (Hell) A possibility of livin' well (Well)
But if they killin' me I get my stripes and whose to tell (Tell)
Choosin’ to sell I'd rather die and be deceased
If I ain’t out here Thugin’ devil buyin’ on the streets
(Buyin’ on the streets back to the streets)
(Yeah addicted to the streets) (Huuhhuuh?)
This is for all my n***as that sold out tonight
Ooh no wait it’s been a robbery
Motherfuck where you from motherfucker?
That ain’t no robber (Sold my)
Gettin’ trees a motherfucker try the streets
For my n***a Stress cause he’s fuck some cops………..
(And that’son the real pack that steal)
(Cause these streets do kill)
(I’m just addicted to the streets) I’m just addicted

I’m just addicted to the streets (Out to the streets)
(Addicted to the street) Just addicted to this
These motherfuckin’ creeps these motherfuckin’ streets
I’m just addicted to the streets uuhhuuh uuhhuuh
(I’m just addicted to the streets)

My n***a Low Mo there
(I’m just addicted to the streets)
Tell ya nothin’ but the truth to needs
Get truth motherfuckin’ (I’m just addicted to the streets)
I’m just addicted yeah prince
I’m just addicted to the streets
(Uuhhuuh I’m just addicted to the streets)

To all my n***as (For my n***as) in New York
On these streets (Thug Life) of stress
Don’t you know he’s bloody mess
(I’m just addicted to the streets)
I can’t help