DJ Kay Slay - In These Streets lyrics

[Intro] The sh** don't stop, reaching out to Rush Blade King Bo, Rob Cash, Leader, Truez, Kay Slay, Johnny King in the building Let's go! [Verse 1] Just a six figure n***a, hundred thousand here Shoes are bare, off hand, got a thousand pill Never scared, now I play, stay blind, never fail To a headmaster, with stripes to the get K King I gotta ride like a turtle pipe Throwing down swinging like a battle with a third strike Think third type, imma beast, you a termite Live your own, imma let go by the third night You heard right, I turn up, like my pole toos Got the blood jumping more than snoop Had them old schools, f**ed your girl just to laugh about it How you your face look, set her with the work Like a video on Facebook, A straight crook Pinky and the brain, my, I said I shine like a rollie Yoo more like a Tommy, get the gauge before you brave with the heater Don't go to war with full against the streetsweeper [Verse 2] Now I started off Queens ground Mask around New York, all you godhead battles me now I keep on cutting shooters on speed dial Bad b**h is my plug for the mileage and the weed pounds How you think that I'll be flossing hard On the corner hand in hand like a crossing guard You can't really compete, it's cause my words way better I read and sell out quicker than Bucki Ali Mayweather Look at the haters faces, on some mad sh** I never trust a n***a that i ain't never had a bad b**h I've been through bars, revealing all my mental scars Of they past they bring back stacks, like a rental clause f** tryna to be friends with these industry nerds Tryna get my dick s**ing, f** these industry birds I'm still giving off that in these streets urge Get lit and die trying, it's the industry purge [Verse 2] I'm fresh off the booth with that heater sledge Tryna keep it cla**y but am nasty like thief decade Am a animal, these dynamo n***as is weak Smack and fake thugs, and in they mouth as soon as they speak Burning spade tuck on the waistline And am song, need this vast, buried it in the trash Like sand for sun, east side rider, man on fire No Denzel, you just sold the bird Oh word, am on my tenth sale, bank account racked up Damn n***a, act thug, drop 'em like bomb on his head Get 'em clap up, fill them like Lucious in Empire Been fire, pull up to the block and saw 'em hot, like a spin dryer Cupid got me looking rich, he know the swag is mean Every day is looking like am shooting for a magazine No cash and creams, slave where the handy at The way I get this hard a way, you think I grow ten a yah [Verse 3] They know me, I stayed low key No 9 to 5 but I but am on my J.O.B Ora over everything, my n***a A.O.E Can't duplicate, that's why they hate on me Am in that new thing, taking up two lanes Jump out, give them the beat, harder than hoop bang Since the day I was born, doggy I've been grilled And I stand out like bird sh** on a windshield Am ahead a you n***as by a few steps And am right in the hood, am like new sweats Drew Hill my dude, your whole crew s** If you wanna a n***a just sign, I need two cheques Like the two X, am right on your back Got the stove on, n***a I be right in the crack You should know that the industry fake, like Nikki a** Holler at me for a feature, fifty cash [Verse 4] I'm living two lives, North and east separate Am the truth, call me honest A When I feel my breath has got insane thoughts Running from the Marshalls, like f** Swinging on n***as at the park, after dark Played the villain, money play on the ceiling Writing out all a my feelings Give a f** if n***as feeling my love with me I like 'em more when I'm in the score Never take a L like the Moorish religion Got wisdom of a n***a in prison With a hunker of a pigeon The vision of a fish, rapping just for kicks And I no want no problem with y'all But if I drop in the Summer, you go die in the Fall I need a gun metaphor in a s** reference I need my race up dresses, not in dresses And that's the only hand that plot The motive from the government is cot Loaded in the gun again, run again, catch a win On your knees, tryna breathe Then you look around, you don't see a thing But a beat, feel the heat In the steam, n***a down, n***a plea The only time black people get the train Truez you know the