(REMIX) Old Streets by 2K Baby

Yeah, ooh

Yeah, yeah

 

That's my brother

So if you crossin' him, you crossin' me

Fuck all these hoes, get 'em off of me

We from the project's

Every night, we ate bologna meat

Bitch, watch your tone 'cause ain't no ho in me

They say I'm greedy

When I be only tryna feed the team

Somebody tell me who been feeding me?

No, I ain't easy

Take all these drugs like I might OD

Game ain't the same, I miss the old streets

 

Man, I miss the old streets

These niggas lame, they gotta show me

They know my name, but they don't know me

Got all this pain, somebody hold me, yeah

So now I ball like Kobe, yeah

These niggas be so phony, yeah

They wanna be my homie, yeah

But I been grinding by my lonely, yeah

 

Phone on DND, I'm out in Cali whippin' through the mountains

Just cruisin', feelin' my song, windows down, speakers pounding, yeah

My engine roaring and that Gucci tiger growling

Expensive taste, my clothes foreign, I be dripping like a fountain

Need new shoes, I started hustling 'cause I didn't get no allowance

Speeding down the wrong path, found my lane, then I rerouted

Hottest in my city, I heard every word the labels scouted

I got rich and left the hood, still don't leave the crib without it

Swear it ain't no better feeling than thumbing through these thousands

So much money, can't keep track, I think I might need an accountant

I been runnin' up that check, them blue hundreds just keep piling

Came a long way from depression, all these riches keep me smiling

 

Man, I miss the old streets

These niggas lame, they gotta show me

They know my name, but they don't know me

Got all this pain, somebody hold me, yeah

So now I ball like Kobe, yeah

These niggas be so phony, yeah

They wanna be my homie, yeah

But I been grinding by my lonely, yeah