CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Street Affection
(Ayy, pull up, Lamb)
They ain't doing they job, they ain't serve and protectin'
Even street n***as need that love and affection
Big homies not big homies, they ain't tryna give direction
The advice they gave to me, I told them n***as they could've kept it
Could've stayed on the porch, but jumped inside the streets, I had a selection
Ain't no back and forth talkin' on the 'net, we send a message
You want the king, you want that tiger head like the n***a off of Tekken
Put blood, sweat, and tears inside of this sh*t, you gotta respect it
You ain't did sh*t for the streets, so how you gon' put a word in?
I'ma do what all I can do, but I ain't never say I was perfect
Man, that gun heavy, palms sweaty, you acting nervous
Put a hundred thousand on his head, that's two verses
The county days, I used to wake up, wash up with the Jergens
She told me three n***as she f**ked, when I went in, she was a virgin
And I can't hang around no b*t*h n***as, I'm too allergic
An iPhone plus an iPhone, two jail calls, I merge it
The one I called my brother not my brother 'cause he told them other n***as we not brothers
I can't tell a n***a that I meant that I love him, I be lying, I don't love him
Get in my feelings when I pop all prescriptions, I take all these pills and I crush 'em
If you ain't known for having cash or that bag, they gon' treat you like you nothing
They ain't doing they job, they ain't serve and protectin'
Even street n***as need that love and affection
Big homies not big homies, they ain't tryna give direction
The advice they gave to me, I told them n***as they could've kept it
Could've stayed on the porch, but jumped inside the streets, I had a selection
Ain't no back and forth talkin' on the 'net, we send a message
You want the king, you want that tiger head like the n***a off of Tekken
Put blood, sweat, and tears inside of this sh*t, you gotta respect it
You ain't did sh*t for the streets, so how you gon' put a word in?
I'ma do what all I can do, but I ain't never say I was perfect
Man, that gun heavy, palms sweaty, you acting nervous
Put a hundred thousand on his head, that's two verses
The county days, I used to wake up, wash up with the Jergens
She told me three n***as she f**ked, when I went in, she was a virgin
And I can't hang around no b*t*h n***as, I'm too allergic
An iPhone plus an iPhone, two jail calls, I merge it
The one I called my brother not my brother 'cause he told them other n***as we not brothers
I can't tell a n***a that I meant that I love him, I be lying, I don't love him
Get in my feelings when I pop all prescriptions, I take all these pills and I crush 'em
If you ain't known for having cash or that bag, they gon' treat you like you nothing
