Trouble - Key To The Streets lyrics

[Produced by June James] [Hook: Quavo & YFN Lucci] I got money way before the deal Put my b**hes in new pair of heels I might f** your ho and pay her bills Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah I got your ho on a leash Got a plug, he Vietnamese We the n***as they wanna be Cause we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets [Verse 1: Quavo] Young n***a from the north Got my eye on the streets like a hawk Wrap ‘em, put ‘em on a boat Boy you better not choke If you ain't know, I run the north We got the key to the streets Everybody notice me Used to dream about 50 thousand in my jeans Now 50 thousand cheap to me Remember the days watching the Hot Boys and Master P Now I'm down in Miami, one phone call, I pull up on Weezy All of my n***as with me, you feel me Straps on everybody in the building All of n***as came from dealing Or either they kicking in doors and stealing I feel like I'm not having no feelings Before the fame, seen quarter million Came from robbing pizza man at the top of apartment building [Hook: Quavo & YFN Lucci] I got money way before the deal Put my b**hes in new pair of heels I might f** your ho and pay her bills Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah I got your ho on a leash Got a plug, he Vietnamese We the n***as they wanna be Cause we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets [Verse 2: YFN Lucci] I'm from the dirty, we play dirty All these sticks they dirty We don't fight, get murdered If my n***as say f** you then I'm sorry for you If my n***as ain't f**ing, then get out ho, hurry Real trapper never seen a drought, we gon' ship ‘em out Any problem, we gon' air ‘em out What they talking ‘bout? We don't count we weigh it now No we ain't servin' no ounce We sip purple, we ain't never out We ain't never out Hit up Quavo, we gon' need another bando I'ma flood that b**h with more keys than a piano All these b**hes say they love me, I'm so handsome Yeah they know ‘bout Lucci go and ask 'em, they gon tell ya [Hook: Quavo & YFN Lucci] I got money way before the deal Put my b**hes in new pair of heels I might f** your ho and pay her bills Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah I got your ho on a leash Got a plug, he Vietnamese We the n***as they wanna be Cause we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets [Verse 3: Takeoff & Trouble] I got the key to the streets my n***a Just like Dr. Dre, he got the beats I come straight up out of 1500 That's the block, my n***as over easy Double cup but no ice tea Pour me a four before I go to sleep f** around and landed in the hospital Geekin' off the Henn and the lean (Takeoff!) (Sup Skoob!) (Go head, take off) 24/7, no day off, balling like we in the playoffs 20 b**hes at the playhouse You quick to freeze up when that K out If that b**h ain't tryna f** I kick her out the house Like Martin, lil bitty b**h stay out They like to whoop me 'til them Ks out Get to looking for some ways out You n***as ain't workin', you're laid off Trouble decapitate him, blow his face off Won't get it ‘til these n***as laid off Assa**inating, knock him off like I'm Adolf Been getting money, 19 with a 650 Nut seen me stunting B.I.P Blood [Hook: Quavo & YFN Lucci] I got money way before the deal Put my b**hes in new pair of heels I might f** your ho and pay her bills Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah I got your ho on a leash Got a plug, he Vietnamese We the n***as they wanna be Cause we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets We got the key to the streets Hey, we got the key to the streets