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ironic raps - made on the streets (intro) كلمات الأغنية

ironic raps _ made on the streets (intro):

[hook:]
no you can’t hang around me (around me, around me)
i’m out on these streets i got family to feed (to feed, to feed)
i been whipping the pot till my fingers all bleed (whip it up, whip it up)
all that i know is to murder beats
i’m trynna hop in a wraith, peanut b_tter seats (peanut b_tter seats yeah)
i’m trynna drip in gucci, want the double gs (double gs yeah)
and so i still slide with my n_ggas (skrr, skrr)
from the ghetto to the north side for the figures
i was made on the streets suck it up yeah

[verse 1:]
ain’t sh_t changed (ain’t sh_t changed!)
i’m a broke_ass n_gga i don’t wear the gold chains (gold chains)
find me chilling in the ghetto we a bunch of no_names
turned into a savage (savage)
i just wanna get that money i can’t stand to be an average (average)
hop in a g_wagon, (skrr, skrr) with the baddest b_tch until i fly her out to paris
gotta run the numbers up, i’m trynna f_ck these commas up
what you know about having dead beat dads (dead beat dads) who don’t know your whereabouts?
i’m a ghetto n_gga to so you better watch your mouth
what these n_ggas talking ’bout
i’m a broke_ass n_gga but i’m gaining all the clout
ever since a young age
i been trynna get paid (i been trynna get paid)
i don’t need none of these b_tches but i’m getting cold face (getting cold face)
in the ghetto getting low jay from the b_tches
i don’t f_ck with them i’m grinding all day for the figures (grinding all day)
getting all the money, stacking up the hunnids i was made on the streets suck it up yeah
[hook:]

[verse 2:]
getting out the mud is the only option (option)
n_gga now i run the game and i will never forfeit (forfeit)
need a blue_face rollie
now they keep on calling (ring, ring)
when i make a couple millions i’ma keep on balling
don’t you try sh_t on me
turn you to history
amg_63, (skrr, skrr) gotta get that cheese on me
amg on the driveway (vroom, vroom)
i’m just trynna get a foreign f_cking up the highway
in the hood we always hungry, coming straight for my plate
now i’m f_cking up the game i didn’t do the foreplay
no way, okay
i been grinding hard i need a vaca, no way (no way)
my grandma would be proud of me
but i ain’t talking to my dad i need apologies (i need apologies)
i couldn’t make it in the game but now i got the keys (i got the keys)
i’m trynna hit the mainstream
and they will scream, when you seen on big screens
they gon’ slide into your dms like they always had you
so i chose to keep the ones i value
if you been true to me from the jump my n_gga that’s you
i’ma get you anything
i will never switch up or buy a b_tch a wedding ring (nah, nah)
‘fore my neck is full of bling
i don’t need none of these b_tches but i’m getting cold face
in the ghetto getting low jay from the b_tches
i don’t f_ck with them i’m grinding all day for the figures
getting all the money, stacking up the hunnids i was made on the streets
[hook:]

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