For the Streets Lyrics

Yeah, took some time but my pockets got fatter

Started from the ground up, had to climb the ladder

Made a couple dollars, couple songs, bigger status

I was invisible to women finer and the badder, yeah

Something about that lighter skin do something to me, whether wife or a homey dressed down in the louis

Shorty's thinking she's seducing cause she's shaking all the butt

In reality, I'm proud to be the man shorty's choosing, yeah

Never trust a big butt and a smile, I didn't listen

Shorty's rubbing on my chest so I thought she was submissive

Infatuated now, think I want to grant her wishes

She wants to be my missus then she offered me the kitten

I said "how you mean, mamí just keep on the jeans, offered me cuisine, now you want the bed sheets?"

Okay, now is not the time, let's try some interaction

Telling you that you're fine in restaurants, wine and dine

Oh my, dress thigh high, grabbing all the male eyes, cause she's busting out the bottom, see the curves on the side

I don't need a hero, need some food in my belly, so I ignored that fact cause she was so bad

Being with little shorty gave me clout so I'm glad

Looking at the guys with the urge to make me brag

Thinking to myself, "she's the best I ever had"

Swear to god I don't know how I missed the red flags

Maybe it's desperation

Maybe it's contemplation

Maybe it's the fact that these women are time wasted

Only love your mother cause these women are heart breaking

Tradition is dead, the women killed it if not mistaken

Women sleep with who they want, men sleep with who they can

My decisions don't sufficiently reflect who I am

Once upon a time, yeah a wife was in my plan

Now I'm too afraid to go and even hold a girl's hand

Then we left the restaurant, shorty did a photo bomb

Posing to the side half naked with her clothes off

I had to intervene, so I said, "shorty, what're you on?"

You really got me out here looking stupid on my own

You're saying that you're rolling with me, so you've got to make it known

Feeling like Malcolm in the ballroom, Audubon

Cause I'm under fire, shorty's showing off on the phone

Posing on the internet in see through thongs

Anyways, after dinner, demon time, she's a sinner

We get up to the room and the clothes are getting thinner

She's looking at me, pointing fingers, "boy you're a winner"

She's rubbing on my pants to get a feeling if I'm bigger

She said, "yeah, this'll do, send my cash over too, you only get a round so this is your interview"

I'm looking starstruck, shorty's got me so confused

From one hundred back to zero, now my feelings are getting bruised

She's rubbing rubbing on my tummy trying to take off all my buttons

Reaching for my wallet, shorty's scheming for my money money

Now this honey claims she loves me, shaking heads cause I'm a dummy

Didn't recognize what she truly wanted from me

Ripping off my shirt then I started feeling dizzy

I remembered that my drink had some odd-looking fizzing

She must've done something when I took her out to eat

Then I had the realization that little shorty's for the streets