[Intro / Chorus] Made up my mind, I'm leaving this time Without you Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets alone All of those times, I'll leave them behind Without you Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets alone And now I feel the breeze in my hair
[Verse 1] Somebody pray for me 'Cause the streets play for keeps In love with this life but it's hatin' me Blicky tucked, can't no nigga play with me You would've thought the money would be changin' me Still get between keep thuggin' and let it go If I let it go, shit, that's probably how I'ma go If I keep thuggin', that's more time with the bros But thug for too long and that's jail time and funerals You know the streets love nobody But I can't stay in the house, I'm not no homebody And when the beef is on, who gon' go about me? I know my 4Hunnids for sure got me Thuggin' with a heart, I be slidin' to Drake Livin' life, lookin' over my shoulder, gotta hide my face How many more contributions I gotta make? How many more bullet wounds I gotta take?
[Chorus] Made up my mind, I'm leaving this time Without you Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets alone All of those times, I'll leave them behind Without you Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets alone And now I feel the breeze in my hair
[Verse 2] I got too many dead homies Too many locked up in the fed homies Too many pill head, meth homies Pull the trigger before they fight like a man homies, damn Goddamn, homie, family horrified 'cause I glorify the streets Million dollar nigga, why I'm orchestratin' a beef? Niggas turn to rats, phone tapped, it's deep Lifestyle chaotic, I ain't never knowin' peace I'm tryna figure out at which point this shit is old? I'm tryna tell myself, I made this far, a nigga gold The opps can't take my life, they wanna see it fold I'm tryna see my kids live their whole life, [?] Don't let my past life affect future goals The street life be fuckin' up my household I gotta put my babymomma before my bros Plan B's 'cause I'm nuttin' in all my hoes
[Chorus] Made up my mind, I'm leaving this time Without you Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets alone All of those times, I'll leave them behind Without you Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets alone And now I feel the breeze in my hair
[Outro] Now I feel the breeze in my hair, the wind in myself Got no reasons to care 'cause I'm without you Gotta leave the streets alone, tryna leave the streets aloneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
