Letra de WHAT HAPPENED TO THE STREETS? - 21 Savage

Woah, yeah

Woah, yeah, woah

Yeah, woah

If you cross me and you ain't dead, you better thank God

I love Johnny to death, that's why I named my son Shaad

Ain't too many niggas left on the Eastside that I ain't robbed

I wake up and hustle every day 'cause I done felt starved

When I was young, we stole candy, now it's homicides

On the way to splat some shit and I caught butterflies

Streets murdered all my niggas and I'm traumatized

That's why I'm killin' all your niggas, I can't spare nobody

Oh, you think I'm pussy 'cause I rap, huh?

You want me to leave your brains in your lap, huh?

Your bitch say she love my music 'cause I snap, huh?

You get mad, you picture me hittin' her from the back, huh?

Screamin', "Free him," and you know your brother a rat, huh?

Y'all gon' break and bend the G code for them racks, huh?

I been lettin' shit slide, now I'm amped up

Everybody wanna shoot, we had to lap up

That shit weird, and then these niggas tellin' then when you get caught

And they put the pressure on the, the bitch nigga that's around you and he tell

Now he a rat, he been a, he been that, bro, before he got locked up

I refuse to argue with niggas, I'd rather blick 'em

I refuse to re-up with niggas, I'd rather strip 'em

I ain't seen your bitch in a minute, she gettin' thicker

I told her, "Please don't suck on my tip 'cause that shit tickle"

My youngin' lost his brother, he ain't talkin' and I feel him

I seen it in his eyes, he just wanna shoot his pistol

You say you with this gangster shit, lil' nigga, that come with it

The chopper in my room by the bed, lil' bruh, go get it

Way before the rap lines, used to clap mine

Leave his ass flat lined, yeah, I'm on that time

Niggas get they chain snatched, they never snatched mine

Crucial, where the Percs at? I need a halftime

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