LuhCamoo - No Love In The Streets

They said the streets don't love you nigga
Had to tell they ass I feel the same
Perso a couple woods
Smoke that shit to the fucking brain
Hop up on the mic so yo' ass could feel my fucking pain
So yo' ass could feel my fucking pain
They said the streets don't love you nigga
Had to find a way to make it out
Rather stay up in the house
Steady working no time to lay up on couch
Pushing forward even though my mind filled with hella doubt
Crashing out had to chill all that shit out
Trying to find another route
Smoking loud got my head up in the clouds
Compared to others my problems probably mild
But the shit that I done been thru
Man that shit definitely wild
I was a problem child who always cracked a smile
I ain't did it in a while
Can't find no records in my files
Cuz I ain't trying to fit in a crowd
By my lonely that's my style
Nobody ring me up or just hit the dial
If it was me then I'd be foul
Take my lick if I go to trial
Trauma turned me hostile
But deep down I want to break down
Walk alone on this 8 mile
Forming tears I'm talking crocodile
My Pride too big to ever try and reconcile
You the one I want walking down the aisle since I was a juvenile
Won't say her name in a freestyle
Take the key out the lock I'm free now
I refuse to ever be a rebound
Talking to God trying to get re-found
I been hanging around all these bloodhounds
Free all my dogs out the damn pound
It broke me down when Khambrail got gunned down at Texas State
I almost drowned at my auntie estate
From life I'm trying to escape
From these chains I'm trying to break away
Feel like I'm locked up in a damn cage
Get out my damn face I don't feel like talking today
Living too dangerous gotta walk with a K
I don't fuck you niggas don't smile in my face
Keep a gun on my waist trying avoid the jakes
Aye,
Sometimes i need my own space to cool down
That's why I move around
The devil trying to tear me down
But he get to see me frown
I gotta smile just to make my mama proud
Glad I got to rock a cap and gown
Almost dropped out
Still a college dropout
But LuhCam gone fucking rock out
Trying chase this paper I can't stop now
Slashed my sister tires when I got locked out
Fighting with my family got me popped in the mouth
Hopped up in the damn streets when my pockets seen a drought
I'ma hustle day in and day out
Hear my name through word of mouth
I ain't ask to gain any type of clout
Just listen to my words just hear me out
Don't let this pain getting seeking out
They gone try to send me to the reaper house for speaking out
For the things I speak about
Saw my potna leaking out
Something I try not to think about
God can you let these demons out
Just get em away from a nigga
Hope I never have to off a nigga
Squeeze the trigger that shit gone catch with ya
I ain't scared of niggas but I ain't sign up to be a grave digger
Can't turn me back into a slave nigga
I'm just trying to be a paid man self made nigga
I remember them Miller days
Remember I got put down in ScrapK
I hopped out I think the same day
I told niggas to they face can't send me off no way
11, 12 years old thinking smarter than OJ
Remember Me & Trey jumped a nigga over OJ
Ian need no help I'm seasoned like some old bay
Better ask that boy if he okay
Traumatized in every way
It's blatant in yo face
Like a job who pay low wage
I'm talking like Chipotle
I spit that fire no propain
Man i spit that fire no propain
They said the streets don't love you nigga
Had to tell they ass I feel the same
Perso a couple woods
Smoke that shit to the fucking brain
Hop up on the mic so yo' ass could feel my fucking pain
So yo' ass could feel my fucking pain

Written by:
Cameron Williams

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