A-Boogie-Wit-Da-Hoodie-20-Streets-Don-t-Love-You

[00:04.23] I was there and I ain't never

[00:12.48] Yeah, yeah

[00:15.73] I was hurtin'

[00:18.23] But I ain't need you

[00:20.99] Streets never, mhm

[00:23.98] Streets don't love you, they'll turn their back on you

[00:26.76] Streets don't love you, they will turn their back on you

[00:29.49] They'll turn their back on you

[00:33.00] Streets don't love you, they killed Quado

[00:35.99] Streets don't love you, they killed Beasty

[00:39.00] Let my niggas come home tomorrow

[00:42.23] Don't just let them see me on TV

[00:45.01] Let my niggas up out that you know

[00:46.23] You don't even know how I be thinkin' that shit crazy

[00:49.77] Not my broski, no, not my bros, yeah

[00:52.48] Let my niggas come home tomorrow

[00:54.48] Free V12, yo

[00:55.73] I remember when we was like 12 we went through hell, yo

[00:57.77] Back when niggas was gettin' they Biggies and they Pelles took

[01:00.75] Bitches used to curve me, used to swerve me, nigga, now look

[01:03.48] They ain't never want me, now they askin' to get they nails done

[01:06.48] I know I smell like dope, they gassin' me tellin' me I smell good

[01:08.99] Passin' me the pussy, I passed it to my homie real quick

[01:11.96] Audacity to ask me 'bout the bitches that I still fuck

[01:14.49] The audacity to ask me 'bout the bitches that I still fuck

[01:17.23] Your ass is lookin' fat, them Fashion Nova jeans look real good

[01:19.98] I'm glad that I came up 'cause I ain't know where I would end up

[01:25.01] The 30 clip is on me but the hoodie cover my extendo

[01:26.73] And niggas act so tough

[01:26.98] But I just swear they don't wanna start, though

[01:31.22] Lemme tell you 'bout this young nigga from the Bronx, though

[01:32.24] Everybody want his head but nobody had his heart, though

[01:34.24] Robbin' everybody like he don't believe in karma

[01:36.99] Somebody told the feds what he did, they lined him

[01:39.49] Told 'em where that nigga lived, yeah, they really lined him

[01:42.24] He still sleepin' at his crib like fuck it if they find him

[01:45.49] Prices on his head 'cause he hit a opp up

[01:48.01] Money on his head got him moving wiser

[01:51.25] Hoodie on his head, they wanna paint his poncho

[01:53.25] Pulled up to the crib, he living wit' his moms, though

[01:55.98] But they don't even care, they like, "Hit 'em all up"

[01:59.24] His eyes turned red and his fists balled up

[02:01.51] Voices in his head sayin', "Kill them all, " but

[02:04.25] Bullets hittin' glass, goin' through the walls, oh

[02:06.73] All he heard was screamin', he feel like his time's up

[02:09.99] He ain't had no time to go reach for a glove

[02:12.99] He just grabbed the pump, start squeezin' at the door

[02:15.48] But then he seen his moms laid out on the floor

[02:17.99] He dropped down to his knees, head high to the Lord

[02:20.99] Ain't the type to cry, but his mom, he really loved

[02:23.52] Tears from his eyes dropped beside of the blood

[02:25.98] He wishing it won't hurt, but he cried 'cause it does

[02:28.98] Then he put his own pump right to his mouth (bop)

[02:32.23] Like, nah-nah-nah

[02:36.23] Yeah, nah-nah

[02:39.77] Nah-nah-nah-nah

[02:43.47] Nah-nah-nah-nah

[02:47.99] No

[02:50.98] No-no-no-no-no

[02:52.76] No-no

[02:55.77] Like, nah-nah-nah-nah

[02:58.49] Oh-oh

[03:00.24] Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

[03:04.23] Whoa-oh

[03:06.96] Nah-nah-nah-nah

[03:09.74] Nah-nah

[03:12.30] Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah

[03:13.97] Nah-nah-nah-nah

[03:14.97] Yeah