They want that street shit ima shoot that
I'm tryna get paid homie f*ck rap
They ain't G's they just know how they act
They the type to get they chains snatched
P fitted homie, got about 3 felonies on me
But f*ck that I ain't going back, & let me find out you gon snitch on me
Groupies show me love, some homies show me fake love too
Everybody fake as f*ck, I don't f*ck with them dudes
Yeah this beat's screwed up, but bitch I'm coming from Cali
Land of the gang bang, don't walk down the wrong alley
I been did it for the hood, now I'm doing it for yo block
Where yo boy got popped, where yo boy got shot
Bitch I like that don't stop, now do that shit on top
Roll me up a swisher, ima drop you off and hit the block
This just the everyday shit that happen round my way
Where everybody getting in the game but don't know how to play
Never bite the hands that feed you, don't go shitting where you stay
They ain't been sticking to the code that's why Things ain't the same today
Let Us Pray
Me and my dogs at home in these streets, so I could never stray
Still each and everyday I'm tryna find a better way
Better plays, with better pay, I need a better place to stay
I love the hood, but my baby need a better place to play
I can't be playing with this thing like it's a game, no not at all
Hope all this pot & alcohol can help get my problems resolved
Kuz I been smoking like a chimney, & drinking til m drowning
Tryna get my cash up, so I been moving downers
Baby mama ain't down w how I'm flipping
Already caught that felony she catch me slipping she tripping
But I gotta get it how I live & I live amongst the criminals
I gotta get it in but getting outs what I intend to do
This just the everyday shit that happen round my way
Where everybody getting in the game but don't know how to play
Never bite the hands that feed you, don't go shitting where you stay
They ain't been sticking to the code that's why Things ain't the same today
Let Us Pray
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They want that street shit ima shoot that
I'm tryna get paid homie f*ck rap
They ain't G's they just know how they act
They the type to get they chains snatched
P fitted homie, got about 3 felonies on me
But f*ck that I ain't going back, & let me find out you gon snitch on me
Groupies show me love, some homies show me fake love too
Everybody fake as f*ck, I don't f*ck with them dudes
Yeah this beat's screwed up, but bitch I'm coming from Cali
Land of the gang bang, don't walk down the wrong alley
I been did it for the hood, now I'm doing it for yo block
Where yo boy got popped, where yo boy got shot
Bitch I like that don't stop, now do that shit on top
Roll me up a swisher, ima drop you off and hit the block
This just the everyday shit that happen round my way
Where everybody getting in the game but don't know how to play
Never bite the hands that feed you, don't go shitting where you stay
They ain't been sticking to the code that's why Things ain't the same today
Let Us Pray
Me and my dogs at home in these streets, so I could never stray
Still each and everyday I'm tryna find a better way
Better plays, with better pay, I need a better place to stay
I love the hood, but my baby need a better place to play
I can't be playing with this thing like it's a game, no not at all
Hope all this pot & alcohol can help get my problems resolved
Kuz I been smoking like a chimney, & drinking til m drowning
Tryna get my cash up, so I been moving downers
Baby mama ain't down w how I'm flipping
Already caught that felony she catch me slipping she tripping
But I gotta get it how I live & I live amongst the criminals
I gotta get it in but getting outs what I intend to do
This just the everyday shit that happen round my way
Where everybody getting in the game but don't know how to play
Never bite the hands that feed you, don't go shitting where you stay
They ain't been sticking to the code that's why Things ain't the same today
Let Us Pray
I'm tryna get paid homie f*ck rap
They ain't G's they just know how they act
They the type to get they chains snatched
P fitted homie, got about 3 felonies on me
But f*ck that I ain't going back, & let me find out you gon snitch on me
Groupies show me love, some homies show me fake love too
Everybody fake as f*ck, I don't f*ck with them dudes
Yeah this beat's screwed up, but bitch I'm coming from Cali
Land of the gang bang, don't walk down the wrong alley
I been did it for the hood, now I'm doing it for yo block
Where yo boy got popped, where yo boy got shot
Bitch I like that don't stop, now do that shit on top
Roll me up a swisher, ima drop you off and hit the block
This just the everyday shit that happen round my way
Where everybody getting in the game but don't know how to play
Never bite the hands that feed you, don't go shitting where you stay
They ain't been sticking to the code that's why Things ain't the same today
Let Us Pray
Me and my dogs at home in these streets, so I could never stray
Still each and everyday I'm tryna find a better way
Better plays, with better pay, I need a better place to stay
I love the hood, but my baby need a better place to play
I can't be playing with this thing like it's a game, no not at all
Hope all this pot & alcohol can help get my problems resolved
Kuz I been smoking like a chimney, & drinking til m drowning
Tryna get my cash up, so I been moving downers
Baby mama ain't down w how I'm flipping
Already caught that felony she catch me slipping she tripping
But I gotta get it how I live & I live amongst the criminals
I gotta get it in but getting outs what I intend to do
This just the everyday shit that happen round my way
Where everybody getting in the game but don't know how to play
Never bite the hands that feed you, don't go shitting where you stay
They ain't been sticking to the code that's why Things ain't the same today
Let Us Pray
Writer: Kyland Dunlap
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, O/B/O DistroKid