SDLY (Streets Don't Love You)

Streets don't love you, so we live this way You got a price to pay Ain't no other way Stay out the way Streets don't love you, so we live this way But if you do it grainy shit, you got a price to pay I come around, shut it down, ain't no other way Get your money, stack your paper, and stay out the Way Streets don't love you, so we live this way But if you do it grainy shit, you got a price to pay I come around, shut it down, ain't no other way Get your money, stack your paper, and stay out the Way Let me set the record straight I don't tolerate a snitch nigga Bitch nigga, or no snake ass nigga I'm trying to beat the odds, but the street shit's a Part of me But with this rap shit, I paint pictures, it's my artistry A disconnection from a couple niggas that was so Against me The type of niggas I would ride for till the clip was Empty But that's cool, I left that shit in my past But if a nigga act up, I get in my bag Grinding hard for the paper, and I ain't got time for No haters I'm just trying to ball like a laker I'm in my own league, and don't pay attention to em But if these niggas want beef, I bring the tension to Em Better focus, get your paper right This just great advice If you in the streets, this might save your life Look, I get it, all alone, I don't care what a nigga Gotta say Bitch, I did it on my own, motherfucker Streets don't love you, so we live this way But if you're doing grimy shit, you got a price to pay I come around, shut it down, ain't no other way Get your money, stack your paper, and stay out the Way You know the streets don't love you, so we live this Way but If you're doing grimy shit, you got a price to pay I come around, shut it down, ain't no other way Get your money, stack your paper, and stay out the Way The streets don't lie, just so we live this way You got a price to pay Ain't no other way Stay out the way RIP to my brothers But even though they gone deep inside, they know I love em I'm thankful for the blessings, the good and the bad And learning all these lessons, tryna forget about My past Shits crazy though, and somehow I still make it Though A long road, just gotta take it slow I gotta beat the odds, but where I'm from, it ain't an Easy job M.O.B., but I ain't with the mob, and I ain't rapping Shit My blood, niggas, to the death of me I never let a rap nigga ever get the best of me These niggas keep on testing me, wanting me to Spaz out Wanting me to mash out, just know Ill blow your Back out If it really comes to beef, these niggas ain't really Ain't really street Most these cats that's doing all the talking, they be Really sweet I never did a lot of talking, or a lot of arguing So if you think you bout to check me, better proceed With caution nigga Streets don't love you so we live this way But if you doing grainy shit, you got a price to pay I come around, shut it down, ain't no other way Get your money, stack your paper, and stay out the Way You the streets don't love you so we live this way But if you doing grainy shit, you got a price to pay I come around, shut it down, ain't no other way Get your money, stack your paper, and stay out the Way Streets don't love you so we live this way You got a price to pay Ain't no other way Stay out the way Stay out the way