Street Lights

I be underneath the street lights
Bitch you don’t really know about the street life
Keep a gun around me homie and it’s grip tight
I ain’t fuckin' wit you if it really don’t feel right
Bitch, I be underneath the street light
Bitch you don’t really know about the street life
Keep a gun around me homie and it’s grip tight
I ain’t fuckin' wit you if it don’t feel right
Listen, don’t look in my direction
Catch you slippin' when you hit the intersection
I got money on me homie, I ain’t stressin'
Bitch I am a fool I’m a muthafucking menace
Ey fuck the police it’s how I’m feelin'
If I’m gone I’ll be back out in a minute
Why you mad? Cause I’m bout to hit a million?
Or you mad cause your bitch like the way that I’m living
Bitch we be going at it with th opps
I ain’t fucking with the snitches or the crookd cops
Bitch I be getting money while I’m getting top
You be on the phone being something that you’re really not
I be underneath the street lights
Bitch you don’t really know about the street life
Keep a gun around me homie and it’s grip tight
I ain’t fuckin' wit you if it really don’t feel right
Bitch, I be underneath the street light
Bitch you don’t really know about the street life
Keep a gun around me homie and it’s grip tight
I ain’t fuckin' wit you if it don’t feel right
Ey you see the thang on the hip, let em trip
Yeah the Glock get to poppin my wrist
Ey I seen her and started poppin at his bitch
Yeah she jockin' cause when I pop it like this
Yeah I see her lookin' jockin' the steelo
Cause I’m a fly ass hoodlum
Man he can’t cause he know what’ll happen if he would’ve
I’m a playa man I did what I wanted
He did what he could’ve
And she gon bust it down like she re-rockin'
And I don’t know nobody homie
That’s why I’m mean muggin'
And talk a good game homie
But let me see somethin'
Probably hittin' his bitch
While he in the county fi-if-fo
I be underneath the street lights
Bitch you don’t really know about the street life
Keep a gun around me homie and it’s grip tight
I ain’t fuckin' wit you if it really don’t feel right
Bitch, I be underneath the street light
Bitch you don’t really know about the street life
Keep a gun around me homie and it’s grip tight
I ain’t fuckin' wit you if it don’t feel right