The Streets Don't Love You Lyrics

Yo the streets don't love you it don't give free giveaways

Yo It's gonna cost you if you don't getaway

Take precaution don't be stuck in your ways

Because prison and death is the way the streets pays

Yo the streets don't love you it don't give free giveaways

Yo It's gonna cost you if you don't getaway

Take precaution don't be stuck in your ways

Because prison and death is the way the streets pays

I been in these streets and I seen all the trouble

Where I'm from there weren't earthquakes but I felt rumbles

There wasn't any palm trees but it still felt like a jungle

Animals stayed roaming in these blocks with the muscle

Not the ones on your arms not that kind a muscle

The ones when you shoot and it hit it leaves a puddle

And when the cops asked it was like wearing a muzzle

No one spoke a word they couldn't get a mumble

Don't expect any love out here in the struggle

Every man for themself you better be buckled

To your seat it's a fast life in the hustle

And I seen jealousy make a empire crumble

It hurts when your own team wanna see you fumble

Even though you lay low and you stay on the humble

You gotta figure out this puzzle

I believe there's a light at the end of the tunnel

Yo the streets don't love you it don't give free giveaways

Yo It's gonna cost you if you don't getaway

Take precaution don't be stuck in your ways

Because prison and death is the way the streets pays

Yo the streets don't love you it don't give free giveaways

Yo It's gonna cost you if you don't getaway

Take precaution don't be stuck in your ways

Because prison and death is the way the streets pays