"The Streets" lyrics

Yea ooh ooh
Aye
Told her no clothes in my bed
I am from the streets
I don't wanna fuck give me head
I am from the streets
I can't show no love give them lead
I am from the streets
I got demons in my head ?
I am from the streets
Ride with that pistol and that thirty
I am from the streets
Big glock forty with a thirty
I am from the streets
I can't fuck these bitch they ain't worthy
I am from the streets
Pussy nigga hating it ain't working
I am from the streets

Aye yea I'm from the streets
Remember back in the day
I was broke I ain't have nothing to eat
Remember I was out here selling weed
Give them 2 for 3
Yea I got them bags I get them bags
Let them go for cheap
Yea
I guess this street life just was not for me
All up in that cell momma only one that was there for me
That no way out here seven days a week?
Come to this jungle where you might get geeked
Yea sipping plotting schemings
Little nigga die for no reason
Ride with the tommy I am leaning
I am with my bloods and they bleeding
I am in the kitchen I am creeping?
I hate them bitches but I need'em?
I hit the bitch cause I need it?

Told her no clothes in my bed
I am from the streets
I don't wanna fuck give me head
I am from the streets
I can't show no love give them lead
I am from the streets
I got demons in my head ?
I am from the streets
Ride with that pistol and that thirty
I am from the streets
Big glock forty with a thirty
I am from the streets
I can't fuck these bitch they ain't worthy
I am from the streets
Pussy nigga hating it ain't working
I am from the streets