In Theze Streetz Written by Jai Blizz Chorus Im in these streets, man Im on my grind If it aint money then it aint on my mind Im on my grind, man Im in these streets Everythings real that I put in these beats Verse 1 Jai Blizz Pushed more balls in Minnesota than Domino Fats Girl I cant fuck you, too much abdominal fat Yeah I harbored those packs, and my mama smoked crack But bring it up to me and the llama go clap Obama run the states, but Im runnin these beats Got 20 girls runnin like run in these sheets From da slums and da streets, so da guns go pop like gum in ya teeth They say I need to chill, be an activist for peace Shut the fuck up fore I practice wit this peace Practice what I preach, keep white like Barry Crack looking like milk, keep white like dairy On the side streets there go them cherries Running from the White boys and uncle Toms like Jerry My theory, hustle till I stop Keep lifting weight till my fuckin muscles pop Chorus Im in these streets, man Im on my grind If it aint money then it aint on my mind Im on my grind, man Im in these streets Everythings real thats in these beats Verse 2 Jai Blizz Oh shit, the boy came right back Just got out on parole, still slang white crack Just blew a couple stacks but I still got funds Just got a pistol charge but I still got guns And while the government want change like bums I put on all black, I change like nuns Im just me, I cant be you Say I aint a hustla, man it cant be true My money pea green and my shirt sea blue If looks could kill girl ICU And I see me, I look like Euros I stay on point, ya boy look like arrows Dont have me at ya front door looking like Carrols But them aint bells, them look like barrels Fill u wit da pump, look lIke Cameros So much jewelry we look like Pharaohs
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