A$AP Ferg - Our Streets lyrics

[Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg] Ferg, Ferg Check it, check it, check it Pull up, pull up, pull up Yo what up, neph', neph'? (See this is Harlem, these our streets) Turn the music back up A$AP Let's go [Verse 1: A$AP Ferg] I got with Primo, I'm just pressin' the cheat code We on a new level with the C-notes I'm from where kids hustled on the block and rolled cee-lo And n***as stay strapped like Girbauds T-Nice with me week to week though Life was different when they got him for that R.I.C.O For a couple kilos Coulda had 'em underground, he was livin' life illegal Now he gettin' right and our pockets lookin' chicho Sippin' cappuccino on a jet to Cannes Couple models gettin' lit, they the best in France Got Leonardo dough, catch me if you can We had to k** Beijing and next Japan, man This beat hot, I could catch a tan My demographic in L.A. all Mexican I love my supporters, they keep the check in hand So every time I get a chance, I'ma bless the fam What up, what up? [Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg] Check it, check it, check it Pull up, pull up, pull up Yo what up, neph', neph'? (See this is Harlem, these our streets) Turn the music back up A$AP Check it, check it, check it Pull up, pull up, pull up Yo what up, neph', neph'? (See this is Harlem, these our streets) Turn the music back up A$AP [Verse 2: A$AP Ferg] Done created a dream world, slept with my dream girl Brought mama that new house, diamonds and mean pearls Done went to Africa, talked to the have-nots Donated some uniforms, teach 'em how to have guap Primo put the soul in it, I make the track hot And this thing forever, got the game in a padlock I just want somethin' real, I'm tired of the a** shots Don't wanna go to the club, I'm tired of them trap spots My generation's stuck on stupid Showin' guns on the 'Gram, but no one use it Sometimes I feel like I'm about to lose it Because the fake win when y'all know what the truth is It's me, the F-E-R to the f**in' G My bars is Gang Starr, nobody can f** with me Rest in peace Guru, nobody can f** with he You rappers is coocoo, better wake up out your f**in' dream [Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg] Check it, check it, check it Pull up, pull up, pull up Yo what up, neph', neph'? (See this is Harlem, these our streets) Turn the music back up A$AP Check it, check it, check it Pull up, pull up, pull up Yo what up, neph', neph'? (See this is Harlem, these our streets) Turn the music back up A$AP [Outro: A$AP Ferg] A$AP A$AP A$AP