He Loves The Streets Lyrics – Kodak Black

[Intro]
Say I gotta get up out
These streets ASAP
Before it's too late

[Verse]
I done been around murderers
And burglars and all that sh!t
But they ain't rich as this
And all the killers and drug dealers
I know been tryna weak the streets forever
But they ain't did it yet
'Cause ain't nobody defeat the street life
Tryna run the streets
And get away with it
You and your dawg on the block
So strong for so long
You get locked and
He don't pay a visit
He got sentenced, came home
Did a bid, came home
Then went again
'cause he don't get it yet
And the judge gave Midget a hundred years
He wanna come home
But he ain't finished yet
Doing the wrong things with my power
That God gave me
God gave me power
I used it for Satan
Instead of spreading love
I be growing evil
Instead of lifting my n!ggas
I tell 'em, "Kill people"
He gone lie with his heat
He don't need the keys
He'll be fine in these streets
You can let him be
He gone die in these streets
It ain't no in-between
He gone die in these streets
'cause he don't wanna leave
Gotta get up out these streets
They say that karma real
Gotta get up out these streets
Before they kill Bill
He feel like if he ran these streets
Then he could run the world
He losing feelings for his children
And his old girl
Losing feelings for his mama 'nem
'cause he love the streets
He losing feelings for his family 'nem
His mammy 'nem 'cause he love to beef
Ain't nobody beat the street life
And I already got my street stripes
So I'ma get up out this darkness
Before my past haunt me
I'm twenty-one, I been here
Before like a thousand times
I'ma make this song cry
I wrote about a thousand rhymes
Pain, they take me in vain
They entertained by it
N!ggas talking 'bout my homie
And I'm slanging K's 'bout it
I'm so quick to make this 9 stretch
I'm on that gang violence
Tryna get up out this mindset
It's like I'm chained by it
Gotta switch up
All this sh!t before they get me
And catch me down bad like they did Biggie
They know I'm thugging to the tee
Like my name Grizzley
I'm on the ugly when I'm free
I'm in them same trenches
When I ain't busy
I'm in these streets
I'm in them same trenches
Hanging with losers
I make 'em forget that they ain't winning
My house bigger than his mama crib
But I be still in it
My n!gga been gone for five years
But I be still visiting
I'm sipping lean and popping pills
You think I got the remedy
At least if I got killed in the field
It wouldn't be for anything
'Cause that's where all my lyrics came
So that's where all these millions came
Life gave me lemons
But I ain't know how to make no lemonade
I made grenadine, run around on heavy beans
I'm tryna be a better me, but n!ggas
They wanna intervene
I took my mama through a bunch
My baby still strong
I heard the good die young
So I gotta live long