B.O.B. - I Feed These Streets lyrics

[Intro: B.o.B] Yeah, Yeah, Yeah... [Hook: B.o.B] I feed this streets, (These streets) From the East Side back to the West Side, (To the West Side) And you can ask about me, (About me) They'll tell ya from the North to the South Side, (The South Side) I feed these streets, (Yeah), these streets, (Yeah), These streets From the East to the West Side I feed these streets, (Yeah), these streets, (Yeah), These streets From the North to the South Side, (I Feed these streets) [Verse 1: B.o.B] Yeah, well... It all started off a candy roll Yes in the area that we know, it's 404 From open mic nights to getting boo'd at talent shows But still I gotta be unstoppable like Santigold There for I handle flows, with that Atlanta soul Even my grandma knows that I got that antidote I'm so exquisite with these lyrics I immaculately spit it Even though I'm from the South I got that gramma' though They still be hatin' on the South but that's my family though So I'mma feed em with this truth until I'm banished for it And they'll still be many soldiers 'round the globe So even if they k** me they'll be many more [Hook: B.o.B] [Verse 2: B.o.B] I welcome you into my mind state Now follow me back into the dungeon that's where I would lay With no doors, no windows just a fire place So hot summers, cold winters as the climate change I used to roll with savages and primates But it never my anger pinned up inside to boost the crime rate Until I found a studio where I would hibernate N' maybe lay a verse or two down that I would make All though I'm dancing with a devil on a blind date I'm still feeding these streets as we migrate Into the area of unknown With one song I could make ya trunk vibrate [Hook: B.o.B] [Intermission: B.o.B] Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah [Hook: B.o.B]