Maxo Kream - STREETS ALONE lyrics

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Maxo Kream - STREETS ALONE lyrics

[Intro: Maxo Kream] (Shoot through your car door, shoutout to Cardo) Yeah Maxo, A$AP Maxo, A$AP [Chorus: A$AP Rocky] Momma prayin' that I leave the streets alone Preacher prayin' that I leave the reef alone I'm just gettin' money, leave the beef alone But I'm out here thuggin' and my tee VLONE Throw up my set, they get upset They comin' at me indirect, they sendin' threats I'm bussin' out, live in effect, no Internet I start the cursin' like Tourette's or like Sheck Wes (fu*k, sh*t, b*tch) [Verse 1: Maxo Kream] Two-tone that [?] just Patеks Bust down my neck (Hey) Diamond VV, water Fiji (Drill) Floodеd with baguettes Beretta, Draco, TEC (Yeah) Cream my clique but Crip my set Persona money gang, I rep (Hey, hey, [?]) Up the step like elevator, all my ni**as take the steps Sprained my ankle, broke my toe Reppin' the steppin' for my bro (Hey) Flexin', cappin' for them hoes Kicked doors, we crash Geico (Hey, hey) Corporate rifle, now that pussy bleedin' like he on his cycle Forgiatto (Woah), choppin' blade (Woah), speedin' (Woah), Maxo Michael Myers (Yeah) Rappin', trappin', what I do Shaggy Daphne, it was Scooby-Doo (Vroom) Shift double ups, sip double cups Plugs on drugs, I serve, distribute I know she stressed, told my momma I could never leave the streets alone Daddy Yankee with that gasolina, I serve reggaetón (Maxo, Maxo) [Chorus: A$AP Rocky] Momma prayin' that I leave the streets alone Preacher prayin' that I leave the reef alone I'm just gettin' money, leave the beef alone But I'm out here thuggin' and my tee VLONE Throw up my set, they get upset They comin' at me indirect, they sendin' threats I'm bussin' out, live in effect, no Internet I start the cursin' like Tourette's or like Sheck Wes (fu*k, sh*t, b*tch, ooh) [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky] They on my head, won't break a sweat She let me hit it on her regs, then pop the brakes My flow be gross just like some sex with no protect sh*t, broke up with that ho through text, that b*tch was vexxed Onto the next I can't trust a ho, that's why I sleep alone ni**as out here strugglin', they need a loan Call me Meagan Good, my money Nia Long But I'm out here thuggin' and my tee VLONE Woah-woah, woah-woah, woadie (Woah-woah) Woah-woah, woah-woah, woadie (Woah-woah, woah) [Chorus: A$AP Rocky] Came up out the hood, can't leave the streets alone But I'm out here thuggin' and my tee VLONE Throw up my set, they get upset They comin' at me indirect, they sendin' threats I'm bussin' out, live in effect, no Internet I start the cursin' like Tourette's or like Sheck Wes (fu*k, sh*t, b*tch, yeah)

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