[Chorus] I'm up in the streets, I'm rollin' too deep It's just me and Top, we searchin' for beats I'm the reason he dead, got hit in the head He was speakin' on me, now, the pussy deceased She givin' out head, I'm givin' out bread They scary ass brother ain't got more money than me I know that he scared, he duckin' the bullets He was runnin' from Ten, he thought that it was beat
[Verse 1] Mask on, he strapped with a Glock AR-15, bitch came with a stock When he take out the trash, that's when he got popped He think he a gangster, but, he really the cops He thinkin' of peepin' me, [?] Just like Peach Boy, he lookin' for opps [?] this shit is non-stop Don't matter who city, I'm goin' to the block Don't matter who first, I'm goin' to the top Youngin on block still sellin' them rocks You better get low when we swingin' that Glocks Murder she wrote, then, it's off with your top Long live Jim, nigga, you was the G.O.A.T Scary ass bitch, better act like you know They call me [?], so, I hit his backdoor Long live [?], ass for the G.O.A.T
[Chorus] I'm up in the streets, I'm rollin' too deep It's just me and Top, we searchin' for beats I'm the reason he dead, got hit in the head He was speakin' on me, now, the pussy deceased She givin' out head, I'm givin' out bread They scary ass brother ain't got more money than me I know that he scared, he duckin' the bullets He was runnin' from Ten, he thought that it was beat I'm up in the streets, I'm rollin' too deep It's just me and Top, we searchin' for beats I'm the reason he dead, got hit in the head He was speakin' on me, now, the pussy deceased She givin' out head, I'm givin' out bread They scary ass brother ain't got more money than me I know that he scared, he duckin' the bullets He was runnin' from Ten, he thought that it was beat
[Verse 2] He thought that it was beat, but, it's really the top Back to back, we gon' wet up yo' block Wreck the Benz, now, I'm up in the Wraith Catch the bitch, I'ma spin his face Real gravedigger, you niggas ain't safe You niggas be lame, you niggas be gay You niggas be bitch, you niggas be hoes You mention my name, get shot in the face I'm fuckin' her good, I'm fuckin' her nasty She wan' have my baby, I nut in her face I really be havin' niggas be cappin' [?] Them niggas be dissin', I don't know what to say I'm up in the trenches, I thought it weren't safe I'm up in the trenches, I'm runnin' from Jakes I'm up in the trenches, you know where I stay
[Chorus] I'm up in the streets, I'm rollin' too deep It's just me and Top, we searchin' for beats I'm the reason he dead, got hit in the head He was speakin' on me, now, the pussy deceased She givin' out head, I'm givin' out bread They scary ass brother ain't got more money than me I know that he scared, he duckin' the bullets He was runnin' from Ten, he thought that it was beatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
