They Ain’t Street
[Intro]
Gotta watch his back
N***a gotta watch his back up in these streets
Yeah
Diablo
Ayy, what
[Chorus]
N***a gotta watch his back up in these streets
Lot of fans, lot of enemies I ain't meet
N***as creeps, n***as actin' like they street
When they ain't street, when they ain't street
[Verse]
I used to skip a lot when I was days deep
'Cause the homies they was posted right up the street
A lot of n***as they don't really like me
I got a gun, stop talkin' 'bout fighting me
'Cause if was over the jail you gettin' blew up
My man say say been in for a minute
I gotta give them haters some new stuff
Luciano gon' do stuff
Luciano wan' do stuff, ayy
Luciano gon' do stuff, ayy, ayy, yeah
N***as used to try to talk down like I was a clown
Now that I'm making sounds they wan' come around
N***as back in the day had fifty pounds, ain't throw a pound
What they thought, was gonna run off with the plug or somethin'?
Loyalty come first, boy I gotta mug for somethin'
I wasn't born in the house with a white man, n***a no Mr. Drummer
A n***a do anything just to see London, again
A n***a wanna see Von again
N***as see I'm rappin' so is they my man?
Steph, lovable me a top with demand
Chopper hit a n***a block for demand
Free my n***a Block, I just talked to the man
Ayy, you is not my friend
Ayy, you is not my friend
I don't want no artist, I need a Rollie
I ain't got no big homie, It's just my brodies
[Chorus]
N***a gotta watch his back up in these streets
Lot of fans, lot of enemies I ain't meet
N***as creeps, n***as actin' like they street
When they ain't street, when they ain't street
N***a gotta watch his back up in these streets
Lot of fans, lot of enemies I ain't meet
N***as creeps, n***as actin' like they street
When they ain't street, when they ain't street
Gotta watch his back
N***a gotta watch his back up in these streets
Yeah
Diablo
Ayy, what
[Chorus]
N***a gotta watch his back up in these streets
Lot of fans, lot of enemies I ain't meet
N***as creeps, n***as actin' like they street
When they ain't street, when they ain't street
[Verse]
I used to skip a lot when I was days deep
'Cause the homies they was posted right up the street
A lot of n***as they don't really like me
I got a gun, stop talkin' 'bout fighting me
'Cause if was over the jail you gettin' blew up
My man say say been in for a minute
I gotta give them haters some new stuff
Luciano gon' do stuff
Luciano wan' do stuff, ayy
Luciano gon' do stuff, ayy, ayy, yeah
N***as used to try to talk down like I was a clown
Now that I'm making sounds they wan' come around
N***as back in the day had fifty pounds, ain't throw a pound
What they thought, was gonna run off with the plug or somethin'?
Loyalty come first, boy I gotta mug for somethin'
I wasn't born in the house with a white man, n***a no Mr. Drummer
A n***a do anything just to see London, again
A n***a wanna see Von again
N***as see I'm rappin' so is they my man?
Steph, lovable me a top with demand
Chopper hit a n***a block for demand
Free my n***a Block, I just talked to the man
Ayy, you is not my friend
Ayy, you is not my friend
I don't want no artist, I need a Rollie
I ain't got no big homie, It's just my brodies
[Chorus]
N***a gotta watch his back up in these streets
Lot of fans, lot of enemies I ain't meet
N***as creeps, n***as actin' like they street
When they ain't street, when they ain't street
N***a gotta watch his back up in these streets
Lot of fans, lot of enemies I ain't meet
N***as creeps, n***as actin' like they street
When they ain't street, when they ain't street