(Intro)
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Uh, leggo my baby daddy
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Pullin up like leggo leggo
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Uh, see I ain’t pushin that Caddy
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We never leavin this place
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Um, it’s all go (it’s all go)
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It’s all go (it’s all go)
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So go go
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Uh, the hood ain’t ready
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It’s the mentality of hate
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(Chorus)
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Coming from the street life we know it’s letting go
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We like to go to school for education
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But the street life we know don’t write no notes
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It’s like parole with the time we’re facing
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(Bridge)
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Ain’t nobody gon help
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It’s a bottom feel
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Easy pops me the pill
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Think of the game, his mammy
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(Hook)
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Tell a bum about the street life
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No exception, he be alive
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Tryna get where the breeze is nice
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So I can breathe
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Everybody round me tryna get to the money
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We couldn’t leave
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(Verse)
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Uh, my best friend ain’t happy
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We up and leave like waiter XO
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Uh, and she be rollin that paddy
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And put the longest snakes
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Yea ‘cause love is so cold (so cold)
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So cold (so cold)
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And he’s foes go
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You’re the truth so mine ain’t ready
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But what she got the next day
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(Chorus)
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Coming from the street life we know it’s letting go
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We like to go to school for education
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But the street life we know don’t write no notes
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It’s like parole with the time we’re facing
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(Bridge)
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Ain’t nobody gon help
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It’s a bottom feel
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Easy pops me the pill
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Mama didn’t waste no timing
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(Hook)
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Tell a bum about the street life
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No exception, he be alive
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Tryna get where the breeze is nice
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So I can breathe
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Everybody round me tryna get to the money
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(We just tryna get to the money)
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(Verse: Pusha T)
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This for my niggas with them full baby mamas
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Ceiling full of commas
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Saving your receipts because she never keep a promise
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This presidential Rollie don’t make me Obama
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So don’t judge me by my jewelry please your honor
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The persona of this dope dealin summertime
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Top dropper wintertime
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Fool ain’t fox rocker
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Wooh! What it be like?
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It’s king pushin Kelly roll, giving you the street life
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Brap!
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(Chorus)
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Coming from the street life we know it’s letting go
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We like to go to school for education
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But the street life we know don’t write no notes
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It’s like parole with the time we’re facing
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(Bridge)
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Ain’t nobody gon help
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It’s a bottom feel
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Easy pops me the pill
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Now the big shit fell here, funny
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(Hook)
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Tell a bum about the street life
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No exception, he be alive
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Tryna get where the breeze is nice
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So I can breathe
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Everybody round me tryna get to the money
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Including me
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Yea yea yea
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Street Life
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| Kelly Rowland |
