King James - Streetz lyrics

[Verse] Grew up in them streetz, campe up with them drug dealers Never had a job, so you know I move them d** n***a Everything is 'Lo, I ain't on that Louis sh** She s**'n's**'n's** then she swallow all that gooey sh** My last hoe was Spanish, project born boogie b**h She s**ed a mean dick and always asked me for that Gucci sh** But I never bought her sh**, just drove around her car and sh** I sold a couple hundred Oz and caught about a thousand licks Had a nice crib but I live that public housing sh** Used to bag the yola in the stairs and blow it down and sh** Blew a couple pounds and sh**, since the year two thousand six When Da$H pa**ed the joint, like yo you want some of this I been smoking ever since, the in-betweens irrelevant And if I wasn't rapping then I probably would be selling bricks Like n***a what's your order, half hoes and quarters But don't call my phone cause I ain't got nothing shorter Shout outs to the bad b**hes, dresses getting shorter Hit it from the back, got her screaming RetcHy Porter But I'm on my RetcH Lauren sh**, Polo, no horses b**h Cause we doing bands today, I think I'm on my Polish sh** Whip my dick out and I tell your hoe to polish it The way she give me brain, they should give the hoe a scholarship She a shooting star, I just thought that I'd acknowledge it Met her last semester, all I got out of that college sh**