Omni - LEAVE THE STREETS ALONE lyrics

You get mad at me and go hang out with that skinny b**h, her boyfriend, and his homeboy, I'm putting a bullet in all yaw You always gotta take it there You always gotta take it there. You need to stop drinking Look babe, you don't buy these bottles Omni!. Either you leave the streets alone or I'm leaving you alone My girlfriend bugging. f** that b**h. I'm hood-rich. Why she tripping, I'm hood rich? She always b**hing. Never listens when pimping talking. Now I'm walking to the car, stumping. Chip on my shoulder. She stressed me out. I leave the house. I don't play nice. No therapist. When I'm pissed the therapy is shopping. I'm a moody n***a. Sales girls check out my physique (I'm a s**y n***a). No cards. I pay cash, they check out my receipt. She make me mad so I cheat. Don't believe in karma. I remember what Common-sense said. Young girls with week minds but that their bu*ts strong. It make my dick hard. I write rap songs. Smoke bongs. No job. I ‘m a member of the lonnnng dick club. Nice to meet you. I might eat you. I might treat you to a pill or 2 A shorty, what time you get off? You ain't gotta catch the bus. Come f** with us Bobbie kitty, what that p**y like? Play nice and I might just smack your a**. Roll this gra**. Take a drag with me. Shake your a**. (You going to eat this p**y, or what?) Girl, I might just eat your a**. I'm bad boy because I'm mad. I like new cochie, but when I'm done, I miss bae. I should stay the night. I got a point to prove and can't lose. Bae hit my phone. Quick, Come home. I need you. (Come home quick! I need you! Come home quick! I need you!) Quick bird bath, now I'm driving down the highway 3am on Monday. Chest-necked. Check the record. Best drunk driver in my city. Doing a buck-5o easy. Still not swerving. Just pa**ed the po-po so, slow down. Too late now. They on the kid. Can I live? Drunk driving, plus I'm black while driving They coming. They coming for the kid. Got two kilos and some bread and the cops just pulled up. What the f**!? They wanna take my bread, and hit me in my head, wit, some years that I ain't trying to do. They wanna tell me, sit your a** down in a whole in the ground. I need to know I can count on you They coming. They coming for the kid. Got two kilos and some bread and the cops just pulled up. What the f**!? They wanna take my bread, and hit me in my head, wit, some years that I ain't trying to do. They wanna tell me, sit your a** down in a whole in the ground. I need to know I can count on you They coming. They coming for the kid. Got two kilos and some bread and the cops just pulled up. What the f**!? They wanna take my bread, and hit me in my head, wit, some years that I ain't trying to do. They wanna tell me, sit your a** down in a whole in the ground. I need to know I can count on you Why you pull me over pig? Is this your car? Yeah it's my car. Is it registered to you? Yeah it's registered to me. Give me your license and registration I ain't giving you sh**. Now, why did you pull me over? Because you got a warrant for child support from 2014. Get the f** out of here. And you're license is suspended. I don't need a f**ing license. Get the f** out the car you f**ing deadbeat Luckily I know 4 women that work down the bookings. 3 of them good looking. Shout out to the C.O's that f** with a n***a. Shout out to the C.O.'s that a f** a n***a