Letra de STREET X INDUSTRY - Headie One & K-Trap

(Feat. K-Trap)

I can't mix the streets and the industry, but that's what they taught me

I'm sporting my Chanel with Celine, big drip like Fivio Foreign

The streets taught me we don't have nothing in common

I had to go rise the crime rate in London, cause that's what they taught me

I'm mainstream, still stepping with gunmen, cause that's what they taught me

In this penthouse, but it once was a bunk bed, and that didn't fold me

Yo, G locks and trey two spins, from long it's been a gun orgy

I took a chase from gun feds, imagine they caught me

Tell me if you seen a parade in your city

Had the whole borough humid

All it took was a auto and auto, had half of the borough fuming

Before rap had a bando booming

They was asking for music and a brick as well, it was getting confusing

Really sat down with a plug and a A&R, and the plug had more to give

Music link in my bio still, I felt more legit

Knew my time was coming, but until then man the lines were running

Had to move the press

I was walking 'round with a plate like a Chinese buffet

Still where the savages step, and I'm still managing, yes

It was gallery courts, now it's Gallery Dept, I still got my hammer on deck

Ran out of .38 autos, none in south, got it from the west like Sheck

Go with 4, bro bring the broom out too for the extra mess

Still good in the kitchen, good with the Smith &

Fill up the Dinger, we Tokyo drifting

No disclaimer, turned him to a gamer, had him on the floor just twitching

Bad B but posh, ask me what does it mean when you're smoking opps

I can't mix the streets and the industry, but that's what they taught me

I'm sporting my Chanel with Celine, big drip like Fivio Foreign

The streets taught me we don't have nothing in common

I had to go rise the crime rate in London, cause that's what they taught me

I'm mainstream, still stepping with gunmen, cause that's what they taught me

In this penthouse, but it once was a bunk bed, and that didn't fold me

Yo, G locks and trey two spins, from long it's been a gun orgy

I took a chase from gun feds, imagine they caught me

Fletcher taught me to trap, KP taught me about whaps

Yo, she got shot in the back, one of which dumb older taught him to lack

Funny how I've never been to ATL, but Future taught me to rap

Remember days out and I had to whip

They washed up the food then they sold me the pack

Got these pyrex bowl full of crack

I'm feeling like Dr. Doolittle, 'cause I knew how to talk to the cats

I tried flicking the shorty from way back when

She ain't wanna come talk to me back

See me in the Dubai in the supercar

Now she's one of the hoes in the back

Ain't it ironic, I just can't have a beef with the nine, I'm honest

'Cause I don't do internet beef, and the score on the streets been being shambolic

I see bro rise up the four door truck

Floor the hot spot to the hydraulics

It's a shame that certain man don't live by the gun

But you still have to go die from it

I'm just being modest

Made my ten stack, I always knew I was gonna add commas

These new players shop and go be on IG

They ain't notorious like Christopher Wallace (No)

Was tryna catch nothing but Ms

Now it's nothing but Ms if I sit in the office

A long way from school, they sat in the principal's office

I can't mix the streets and the industry, but that's what they taught me

I'm sporting my Chanel with Celine, big drip like Fivio Foreign

The streets taught me we don't have nothing in common

I had to go rise the crime rate in London, cause that's what they taught me

I'm mainstream, still stepping with gunmen, cause that's what they taught me

In this penthouse, but it once was a bunk bed, and that didn't fold me

Yo, G locks and trey two spins, from long it's been a gun orgy

I took a chase from gun feds, imagine they caught me

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