Sinc The Loser Belong To The Streets Lyrics

Got you a shop that never close
Got you a camera just for a pose
Got you a heart that always exposed
You turn around and say I do the most
Got you high always for the low
Got you by with a hand to hold
Got you a ride just to hit road
You turn around and say I do the most

I mean I probably did
I was tryna do what I thought was best
But she wasn't confident
I was tryna do more way than the rest
But that was in confidence
I could have left anytime I wanted
But that was my problem then
I got a question

Why you get with me, just to cheat
Ah man, you belong to the streets
Could have been single but you with me
Like really, you belong to the streets

Gun too heavy, need to empty
Clips too friеndly, hug them for me
Chase likе chevy, special delivery Pizza pizza, hot and ready
Showing up bright and early
Charlamagne to dj envy
Breakfast club, you Angela yee
Don't get quiet, audition promptly
What's ya talent, you dance for me
Do the Carlton, no wait dougie
Heard you like my shorty, find it funny
Voices in my head, way to many
They all screaming, end um sincy
Grab the blicky and make um sticky

I was tryna do what I thought was best
But she wasn't confident
I was tryna do more way than the rest
But that was in confidence
I could have left anytime I wanted
But that was my problem then
I got a question

Why you get with me, just to cheat
Ah man, you belong to the streets
Could have been single but you with me
Like really, you belong to the streets