Birdman - Da Streets lyrics

(Intro) I know I might say YMCMB a lot It’s cuz I love my squad Shout to that we the base music Play to Ace Hood Guess what, YMCMB (Verse) Ok now God that’s above, the only man who can judge Flip a brick to a Benz, never reveal who the plug Over money I know some youngins who turn on they blood Them n***as b**hes just digging b**hes, that’s rule number 1 I ain’t never gonna turn on my n***as, I put that sh** on my sister Keep that ho in that ride, and I’m talkin about my lil pistol That’s cause streets hella cold, most of my friends turned to foes Some of these n***as are b**hes, most of these women be hoes But I just stay on my grizzle, f** we get money n***as sponsored links Most these pussies just talk it, I really know me some k**as Don’t even go there, don’t even go there Know some my n***as late but felons boy don’t make me go there I halla f** a man, that p**y should you stand for These people hate that I done made it, what you mad fo? I’m doin me, my true jeans is for the cash flow And that real n***a sh** the only thing I stand on I’m out of my mind, I’m going too hard it on the dash board My whips are foreign, it’s a must I keep my pa**port My choppa gold, I mean that Trinidad James ho In 20 Jesus pieces, bury me with chains on p**y! (Interlude) Shout to that boy stunna Shout to that boy George Dukes Shout to my n***a Wayne Mack Maine I see you (Verse) Ok now 2 Jesus pieces, runnin these streets on my loafers Every day I’mma hustle, I gotta meet my new quota Rest in peace all my n***as, I’m tryna find me some closure n***as ain’t who they say they are, it’s bout time I expose em Fresh and I’m in that new Lotus, about to flake like a goalie k**in these n***as I promise, just wanted to send my condolence Better know we ouchea, yea boy we ouchea And it ain’t no lines and no new couches, I’m paper countin Them cowards pilin, take a trip overseas then come back and buy me a Beamer Tippin toe on my 40’s, that’s a new ballerina Only eat up the p**y if it smell Aqua Fina Came from sh** in a trunk, that just might clear out arenas I’m talkin Starvation 2, the beast is back in the booth I got that sh** off the muscle, I’m only preachin the truth I fay the Lord every morning, I’m not that boy on the corner Got a crib big as Walmart and ho I’m the owner (Outro) Toe tag n***a Ace Hood Trials And Tribulations the new album 2013 n***a We the hottest, we the bidness n***a We the n***as, you feel me? We got too much money to be f**in around wit yall n***as We the best See sometimes you gotta understand YMCMB We don’t personally have to come see you f** it, we will have somebody personally to come see you Rich Gang