In them Streets

(Uhhhh uhhhhhhh) That shit broke my heart I cried, I felt some pain in them streets Did y'know bronem hit a hat, they busting brains when it's beef You ain't on shit for real that boy just want some fame in them streets Shit we the gang that really drill, we tryna make every of y'all deceased When Baby fried, he off the pills. He tryna hit every opp this week It's side for side, we kill for kill. I'm tryna make every of y'all... Came in the game, leave out the game with who I started with He said he ain't wanna shoot them Glocks so you push start the whip Sid shooter, he be walking down them blocks. He say it's hard to miss Them niggas want me dropped, put in that box, but I'm just hard to get (Uuuhhhh) Tell me why they got them Glocks but they don't use it Tell me why them niggas capping on them bodies, they ain't do it I promote the violence, niggas catching bodies to my music Them niggas always dying, bronem with them Glocks they acting stupid Why the f*ck they acting like they really active Bronem pop up out that cut with all them Glocks they get to blasting Toll his shit come off the top. He really high, he don't be capping Want a verse? You know I'm taxing, don't got the fee then why you asking (Aauuhhh) We on them drills, we all tryna take some off the top It's a shame that boy got dropped, deleting names with all them Glocks That shit broke my heart I cried, I felt some pain in them streets Did y'know bronem hit a hat, they busting brains when it's beef You ain't on shit for real that boy just want some fame in them streets Shit we the gang that really drill, we tryna make every of y'all deceased When Baby fried, he off the pills. He tryna hit every opp this week It's side for side, we kill for kill. I'm tryna make every of y'all...