Feed The Streets

Album: Don't Look Down (2025)
Charted: 86
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  • (You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie)
    (What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
    Look, when unc' died, I was lost, broken heart turned me soft
    Like when Glock lost Dolph, and when Michael lost the boss, yeah

    I got old niggas mad 'cause I can't be controlled
    Tryna teach my generation they been lost for so long
    They all scared of me 'cause I got the game in a choke
    Put her legs in the air and wrap my hand 'round her throat
    When I'm ridin' 'round the A, I got the Drac' in my lap
    Poppin' Perkies back-to-back, it's gettin' hard to relax
    Lil' brother hungry, tryna eat a opp nigga for breakfast
    Run 'em down and stand over him, that's the ZPAP special (hrrt)
    Nigga tryna get up close and cut my throat, I won't let him
    I've been thuggin' for so long, I'm gon' be thuggin' forever
    Remember me and Reem fought over the stolen Elantra (yeah)
    Daddy askin' why I'm mad and I can't even tell him
    This that gangster shit that Malcolm X was preachin' 'bout
    That 2Pac was teachin' 'bout, that Suge and Puff was beefin' 'bout (yeah)
    My head gone, my heart cold, I can't trust a soul
    These bitches fake, these niggas fake, this year I'm stayin' at home
    You can't show these niggas love 'cause they got hate in their bones
    Niggas stabbed you in your back, still be callin' your phone (yeah)
    Ridin' with brother and he keep askin' me what I'm on
    I start whackin' these fuck-niggas, they 'gon tell me I'm wrong
    I did the millions, now billions what I aim for (yeah)
    I just want the money, give me what I came for (I'm sayin')
    Don't wanna make no new friends, never follow trends
    I take my L's on the chin, on top, but can't quit
    Now tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? (Yeah)
    Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)
    Ayy, this that gangster shit that Malcolm X was teachin' 'bout
    That 2Pac was preachin' 'bout, that Suge and Puff was beefin' 'bout
    They wanna build you up and break you like they did Iron Mike
    Need that shit that Jay was smokin' when he got his mind right (yeah)
    Now what would the game be without me, baby?
    Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby
    I got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)
    Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)
    I got you, baby, I got you, baby (yeah)
    Keep it goin', Noonie
    Now tell me where would the game ever be without me, baby? (Yeah, yeah)
    Keep it goin', Noonie, I got you, baby (yeah)
    I got you, baby, I got you, baby, tell me, yeah (you ain't shit, you ain't stupid)

    Uh, tell me what would the game ever be without me, baby? (You ain't stupid)
    Keep it goin', Noonie, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Keep it goin', Noonie, don't do it
    Let me hear that Writer/s: Chidi Osondu, Matthew Taylor, Matvey Lokotetskiy, Mick Steinbach, Rodarius Green
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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