Dave East - Streets Ain't The Same lyrics

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Dave East - Streets Ain't The Same lyrics

[Produced by Buba & Grandz] [Hook] The streets ain't the same no more It feel like everybody tellin' This is a stick up, just lay on the floor Bodies drop, we hitting everybody's yellow Head shot, give 'em head shot, aim at everybody melon Never seen a trap but everybody sell it Never been to jail before but everybody felons [Verse 1] Misdemeanor, I picked the Beamer, that's just how I like to ride Connect called me, he landed, I need to see him He got me waiting, n***a told me meet him after five No pizzeria, my n***as pa**ing pies Watch out for the D's, I know they pa**ing by Watch out for the D's, they wanna lock us up Half my n***as in prison, they still ain't satisfied [Hook] The streets ain't the same no more It feel like everybody tellin' This is a stick up, just lay on the floor Bodies drop, we hitting everybody's yellow Head shot, give 'em head shot, aim at everybody melon Never seen a trap but everybody sell it Never been to jail before but everybody felons [Verse 2] Grand larceny awkwardly n***as target me Jealous cause I shop on 5th Ave, they where the Target be Raised out of poverty, not a youngin as hard as me Bucking knees [?] n***a don't bother me Talk about the pain, talk about the [?] No umbrella walking in the rain, n***as took my chain Never got it back but now I got it made And I ain't into j**elry, your b**h know you ain't cool as me [Hook] The streets ain't the same no more It feel like everybody tellin' This is a stick up, just lay on the floor Bodies drop, we hitting everybody's yellow Head shot, give 'em head shot, aim at everybody melon Never seen a trap but everybody sell it Never been to jail before but everybody felons [Verse 3] Everything changed, everybody different Everybody popping pills, molly got us tripping Thinking back, I had a crush on Halle Berry Most these n***as is b**hes, undercover like Tyler Perry That coke had lil fiends on line, you gotta hurry My whole block indited my n***a I gotta worry That brown [?] town lose By round two, they found you We done drowned you, you can't swim in the water with sharks [?] like Owen Heart I want everything in double like this Noah's Arch It ain't the same [Hook] The streets ain't the same no more It feel like everybody tellin' This is a stick up, just lay on the floor Bodies drop, we hitting everybody's yellow Head shot, give 'em head shot, aim at everybody melon Never seen a trap but everybody sell it Never been to jail before but everybody felons [Outro]

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