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djiggy - $treets lyrics
$treets lyrics
[chorus]
this is my life and my journey i’m prolly becoming a man
(becoming a man)
she got a man but she sleeping around busy spreading her thing
(she’s spreading her thing)
she walks around with a bible while she got a d_ck in her brain
(got a d_ck in her brain)
she like to pass it to n_ggas she say it ain’t tasting the same
(tasting the same)
ain’t nothing better than chilling and poppin champagne on her face (pagne on her face)
i keep a mask for these snitches i can’t go and show em my face (show ’em my face)
i’m always running from haters i swear they ain’t reaching my pace (reaching my pace)
we only robbing the bank baby girl pick up the case
she got no weapon in public and she telling n_ggas it’s safe
she making homies to wait while she is away on a date
she went and caught a bouquet now she don’t wanna get laid
she thinking this is her day so she putting price on her cake
[verse 1]
i’m moving fast while n_ggas keep dealing with cash i’m humble this ain’t no debate
i gotta ask are you living good without ass or you’re used to getting real laid
he got a pack he’s flat but i got a bag and i’m still the greatest today
she prada that i’m back so she’s gonna ask how much imma give her today
she swore to god that she only be talking to me, but she for the streets
i got a pin for her phone yea i got it on me , but she for the streets
i realized that she told all her friends about me , but she for the streets
she only talking to girls on her phone i’m relieved, bruh she for the streets!
[chorus]
this is my life and my journey i’m prolly becoming a man
she got a man but she sleeping around busy spreading her thing
she walks around with a bible while she got a d_ck in her brain
she like to pass it to n_ggas she say it ain’t tasting the same
ain’t nothing better than chilling and poppin champagne on her face
i keep a mask for these snitches i can’t go and show em my face
i’m always running from haters i swear they ain’t reaching my pace
we only robbing the bank baby girl pick up the case
she got no weapon in public and she telling n_ggas it’s safe
she making homies to wait while she is away on a date
she went and caught a bouquet now she don’t wanna get laid
she thinking this is her day so she putting price on her cake
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