CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Street Luv
Yeah (Atractivo)
I got street love
I got street love
I got street love, I got street love
I just wanna help the children (But I need real love)
Sometimes it feel like nobody love me
Don't nobody got me like I got everybody, you know?
Yeah
I started off with rocks, now I rock five hundred dollar socks
And we first met up at the club, now I got her face up in my crotch
A couple niggas tried to cross me out, must've thought that I forgot
I been betrayed by some people that I never would've thought
They ain't raise you up like me, I can't blame you, it ain't your fault
And you can't make a nigga loyal, that's some shit that can't be taught
I earned my stripes, I could've lost my life, I swear I paid the cost
You can tell by how I walk and how I talk that I'm a boss
Me and these rappers, we ain't nothing alike, we torn from different cloths
And it don't never seem forced 'cause I was born with all this sauce
And I'm the hood Santa Claus, got bags wrapped up in the house
I keep some racks put away for a rainy day if I ever get caught
God forbid I catch another case, I'll miss all of my dawgs
My bitch say if I went to jail today, she wouldn't miss a call
Yeah, bitch, you better, and you better not never play and put the kid on pause
I know it gotta be a better place than staring at the walls
But is the street love real love? Not at all
They just tryna help you build it up and wait for you to fall
But will I ever give the streets up? Not at all
I don't know no other way to eat, I'll probably die up in these streets
He caught a body at nineteen, ain't coming home 'til he fifty-three
My bro just wrote me from the pen, he say it's all on me
Every time my dawgs had a problem, they used to call on me
When the tables turned and I was down, you niggas stalled on me
Same niggas I helped when they was fucked up, they talkin' down on me
I got so many niggas locked down, I feel incomplete
The way I'm missing Kenny Lou, I know he missing me
And I'ma make 'em think of you every time they mention me
I'm sick of arguing with these bitches, I need new energy
Used to pop them Perkys by the two, but now I pop 'em by the three
Tried to put my pain up in them cruisers, fuck 'round, drunk me two PT's
And she been down through thick and thin, so I took her on a shopping spree
Even if you never win again, girl, you ain't never losing me
My heart might never work again, the way these niggas used me
And if it wasn't for this rapping, half these niggas wouldn't fuck with me
These rappers scared to admit it, but most these niggas look up to me
Three story house like luxury, the coupe come with accessories
Spent 30K up on designer, I'm a Neiman Marcus fiend
I plead the fifth again, Your Honor, I won't never say a thing
They say it ain't tricking if you got it, but I won't never pay a thing
I put my heart up on the beat, I might not rap, I'll probably sing
You can say what you wanna say 'bout me, when it come to the East, I'm still a king, yeah
(You can say what you wanna say 'bout me, when it come to the East, I'm still a king, yeah)
I got street love, that ain't real love
And I got street love, that ain't real love
And I got street love, that ain't real love
And I got street love, that ain't real love
I got street love, but I don't know if that shit real
'Cause the same ones in your corner be the ones that get you killed
I got street love, I just wonder if it's real
Only thing I never did was die, sometimes I wonder how it feel
I got street love, I get love from the thugs
I came from mud, I made my name off them drugs
I got street love, but I don't know if that shit real
Same motherfucker make you smile'll make you shed tears
And I got street love, but I don't know if that shit real
Same niggas in your corner be the ones get you killed
I got street love, I don't know if that shit real
But if I ever said I love you then you know that it's for real
I got street love
I got street love
I got street love
I got street love, I got street love
I just wanna help the children (But I need real love)
Sometimes it feel like nobody love me
Don't nobody got me like I got everybody, you know?
Yeah
I started off with rocks, now I rock five hundred dollar socks
And we first met up at the club, now I got her face up in my crotch
A couple niggas tried to cross me out, must've thought that I forgot
I been betrayed by some people that I never would've thought
They ain't raise you up like me, I can't blame you, it ain't your fault
And you can't make a nigga loyal, that's some shit that can't be taught
I earned my stripes, I could've lost my life, I swear I paid the cost
You can tell by how I walk and how I talk that I'm a boss
Me and these rappers, we ain't nothing alike, we torn from different cloths
And it don't never seem forced 'cause I was born with all this sauce
And I'm the hood Santa Claus, got bags wrapped up in the house
I keep some racks put away for a rainy day if I ever get caught
God forbid I catch another case, I'll miss all of my dawgs
My bitch say if I went to jail today, she wouldn't miss a call
Yeah, bitch, you better, and you better not never play and put the kid on pause
I know it gotta be a better place than staring at the walls
But is the street love real love? Not at all
They just tryna help you build it up and wait for you to fall
But will I ever give the streets up? Not at all
I don't know no other way to eat, I'll probably die up in these streets
He caught a body at nineteen, ain't coming home 'til he fifty-three
My bro just wrote me from the pen, he say it's all on me
Every time my dawgs had a problem, they used to call on me
When the tables turned and I was down, you niggas stalled on me
Same niggas I helped when they was fucked up, they talkin' down on me
I got so many niggas locked down, I feel incomplete
The way I'm missing Kenny Lou, I know he missing me
And I'ma make 'em think of you every time they mention me
I'm sick of arguing with these bitches, I need new energy
Used to pop them Perkys by the two, but now I pop 'em by the three
Tried to put my pain up in them cruisers, fuck 'round, drunk me two PT's
And she been down through thick and thin, so I took her on a shopping spree
Even if you never win again, girl, you ain't never losing me
My heart might never work again, the way these niggas used me
And if it wasn't for this rapping, half these niggas wouldn't fuck with me
These rappers scared to admit it, but most these niggas look up to me
Three story house like luxury, the coupe come with accessories
Spent 30K up on designer, I'm a Neiman Marcus fiend
I plead the fifth again, Your Honor, I won't never say a thing
They say it ain't tricking if you got it, but I won't never pay a thing
I put my heart up on the beat, I might not rap, I'll probably sing
You can say what you wanna say 'bout me, when it come to the East, I'm still a king, yeah
(You can say what you wanna say 'bout me, when it come to the East, I'm still a king, yeah)
I got street love, that ain't real love
And I got street love, that ain't real love
And I got street love, that ain't real love
And I got street love, that ain't real love
I got street love, but I don't know if that shit real
'Cause the same ones in your corner be the ones that get you killed
I got street love, I just wonder if it's real
Only thing I never did was die, sometimes I wonder how it feel
I got street love, I get love from the thugs
I came from mud, I made my name off them drugs
I got street love, but I don't know if that shit real
Same motherfucker make you smile'll make you shed tears
And I got street love, but I don't know if that shit real
Same niggas in your corner be the ones get you killed
I got street love, I don't know if that shit real
But if I ever said I love you then you know that it's for real
I got street love
