Letra de For the Streets - Elcamino

(Feat. Black Soprano Family)

I can tell you real focus, uh

The 10 won't live up in the spotlight

The 10 want to roll with a young boss self-made nigga with his guap right

I know you do hair with your shop like

Making bankroll so you grew up in the shop like

I was living wrong till I got right

Made my first hundred off music on the block right

Benz truck running through the stoplights

Even though my security is top flight

I don't give a fuck what I opt like

This is a young self-made nigga with his guap right

With a princess drinking Mai Tai's

Hand-picked through 100 bars from my hotline

She don't got a slam when she not mine

She don't got a special taste and she not mine

Putting up a fight, but she ain't mine

Rich, no ice, but she ain't mine

Pulling up right, but she ain't mine

Rich nigga type, but she ain't mine

She ain't too thick, but she ain't mine

She don't wear a ring, but she ain't mine

Posing for a pic, but she ain't mine

Making hoes sick, but she ain't mine

Putting up a fight, but she ain't mine

Rich, no ice, but she ain't mine

Pulling up right, but she ain't mine

Rich nigga type, but she ain't mine

She ain't too thick, but she ain't mine

She don't wear a ring, but she ain't mine

Posing for a pic, but she ain't mine

Making hoes sick, but she ain't mine

One thing about a bitch in the Benz truck

You already know I got them thick with they hands up

Coming on to your head and the jam does

I can fly you to a warm place in the winter

I can give you games that a coach couldn't teach

I can give you words that a priest couldn't preach

I can show you love, and I mean real love

Show no love to these hoes, cause you know they for the streets

I've been out west, just getting rid of stress

Yeah, we be in the west, but you know we from the east

Sitting at my desk, and I'm about to roll one

Going over this week's numbers, anti-yeast

Need a new maid, cause the last one got fired

And she pulled up, cause of too much cheeks

Take a nigga bitch, no she not mine

Nah, what's the real thing in line, cause we ain't on me

Fuck a nigga bitch, no she not mine

Put the bitch in rick, she is not mine

Took her on a trip, she is not mine

Kiss her on the lip, she is not mine

Putting up a fight, but she ain't mine

Rich, no ice, but she ain't mine

Pulling up right, but she ain't mine

Rich nigga type, but she ain't mine

She ain't too thick, but she ain't mine

She don't wear a ring, but she ain't mine

Posing for a pic, but she ain't mine

Making hoes sick, but she ain't mine

Putting up a fight, but she ain't mine

Rich, no ice, but she ain't mine

Pulling up right, but she ain't mine

Rich nigga type, but she ain't mine

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