Cold Streets

[Verse 1] She told me bandit, why the fuck you been so distant? Just because you got a bitch don’t mean we finished, bro you fake weird I be posted in the vistas, bro don't come without a pistol or you might just be a victim, it ain't safe here You can't tell me that I ain't shit if you ain't never put no money on the homie books. You the type to blow a bag and leave your homie cooked Bitch if you don't bring me any value you can hit the road. Like a nigga picture and I'm out is kinda giving hoe [Chorus] West side, u love me you gon' pay me, bitch gеt used to it I make music becausе it pay me, why do you do it? ARs, AKs, FNs, XDs. I'm just waiting for the day a nigga test me I got bitches steady saying they miss old me My mama hate she lost her baby to these cold streets You wanna hop into that field, it ain't no cold feet. You left me drowning in that water when I dove deep [Verse 2] I got bitches steady saying they love the new me The kinda see me in person and whisper who he I don't need no treatment, I throw my feelings in loose leaves She chunky monkey humbling Barney Rosses and Bruce Lee She want Louis or pussy pretty I might get it She like niggas that get into shooting and slide in civics No eyes on trying to be cool with you, I don't like niggas Gunna coming through with the package. He say he five minutes, and she gon' go off the Casa Dores to Hennessy Piggies get behind us, we wiggling like a centipede Hating is the sickness and getting money the remedy. I'm in the stu, you ain't hearing from me from 10 to three My bitch don't like that I'm popular. She don't like rap Bitch is all up in my messages. She don't like that Where I'm from the city will eat you if you don’t bite back Shit my life’s a movie and we ain't closer to climate You better think before you speak, you know that metal heavy I'm from Hemet and it's mandatory that metal ready This buddha piece up on my neck let the devil get me When everybody walked away on me, the devil kept me [Chorus] West side you love me, you gon' pay me, bitch get used to it I make music because it pay me, why do you do it? AR's, AK's, FN's, XD's. I'm just waiting for the day a nigga test me I got bitches steady saying they miss the old me. My mama hate she lost her baby to these cold streets You wanna hop into that field, ain't no cold feet. You left me drowning in that water when I dove deep (You left me drowning in that water when I dove deep)