Lil Edo - Street Life

This for all my niggas who can't leave the streets
This for all my niggas that's in way too deep
For killers catching bodies they can't get no sleep
For trap niggas that fly them bricks across the seas
This for all my niggas who can't leave the streets
This for all my niggas that's in way too deep
For killers catching bodies they can't get no sleep
For trap niggas that fly them bricks across the seas
Don't fuck with you niggas you fluky
You run up I'm griping the uzi
Extended clip I shoot a movie
We having shoot outs Call of Duty
My bitch from LA she famous
Stay away from the broke it's contagious
In my hood I'm one of the greatest
You not in the hood that you claiming
We moving the hard and the soft
I stay on the green like it's golf
Got money saved up in the loft
My neck and my wrist is a frost
Get money the bullshit on pause
You want a problem I can solve
I shoot 2 times watch em crawl
Shoot em 2 more times finish em off
This for all my niggas who can't leave the streets
This for all my niggas that's in way too deep
For killers catching bodies they can't get no sleep
For trap niggas that fly them bricks across the seas
This for all my niggas who can't leave the streets
This for all my niggas that's in way too deep
For killers catching bodies they can't get no sleep
For trap niggas that fly them bricks across the seas
This is a game of chess
I met with the plug and finesse
You took the stand and you confessed
Once you leave the court room then you next
My money is going express
Face shot if he wearing a vest
Stand over and then I suppress
Wake up and I get to a check
Me and you we are not equal
Don't play with my niggas they evil
They living a life that's illegal
I seen my daddy off the needle
Tell me how I'm suppose to be peaceful
The streets is so cold and it's lethal
That's why I keep a desert eagle
Make a murder scene then I make sequels
I'm draped down in designer
I'm sitting on money recliners
In case you need a reminder
You on the bench I'm in the lineup
I'm baking I heat up the kitchen
I'm fucking this thot ain't no kissing
Givenchy my pants they so different
They cost ya rent that's the difference
This for all my niggas who can't leave the streets
This for all my niggas that's in way too deep
For killers catching bodies they can't get no sleep
For trap niggas that fly them bricks across the seas
This for all my niggas who can't leave the streets
This for all my niggas that's in way too deep
For killers catching bodies they can't get no sleep
For trap niggas that fly them bricks across the seas

Written by:
Edward Williams Jr.

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