Did for the Streets

[Intro]

OG Parker

[Verse 1]

All the words you said out your mouth, I thought you was true with it

I was down bad on my dick, felt like you was cool with it

You even chopped me on some grams, ain't know what to do with it

You said you pulled up on that car and you had blew in it

Your secret safe with me

My brother for eternity

Fake love, ain't wasting energy

Said you'd take a picture with the enemies

[Chorus]

We was fucked up, splittin' Mickey D's

Ridin' in that Nissan, hopin' for some Bentley keys

I was tellin' you about my problems with my kids and niece

I ain't have no time for 'em, but I did for the streets

And I ain't gon' brag on what I did for the streets

I say I won't tell a soul what I did for the streets

Better keep your mouth closed what I did for the streets

Go up fifty a show, dropped Signed to the Streets

[Verse 2]

Rather fall out with my bitch then fall out with my brothers

Feel like we blood brothers, call each other's mamas mamas

They knew we was sellin' drugs, they told us hope we save for college

Fuckin' hoes raw dog, and we paid for condoms

Niggas said they gon' snake us after, shit, we playin' defense

Niggas who don't come 'round here came around but we had stayed and sneak diss

They say you ain't really got my back, don't know how I ain't peep it

Sometimes I went outside without it, you had told me keep it

Whole time these niggas who was trill, you told me they was sneaky

Lowkey I told them niggas fuck 'em, lowkey I was tweakin'

You who you is today, you got clout from me

Niggas lowkey in the way, streets can vouch for me

[Interlude]

Sometimes I feel like ten your niggas will bust my brain, you hear me?

Like for that paper, for this clout shit, like

Know what I'm sayin', that shit bring disloyalty

Know what I'm sayin', I ain't gon' lie

I'd rather take myself out 'fore I let an opp

Or a nigga I call my brother

Know what I'm sayin', take me out this shit, like

Like if, if, if I die or they kill me or like

I hit rock bottom with no money, no nothing

I'd rather be my reason for my downfall, not my brother's

You know what I'm sayin'?

[Chorus]

We was fucked up, splittin' Mickey D's

Ridin' in that Nissan, hopin' for some Bentley keys

I was tellin' you about my problems with my kids and niece

I ain't have no time for 'em, but I did for the streets

And I ain't gon' brag on what I did for the streets

I say I won't tell a soul what I did for the streets

Better keep your mouth closed what I did for the streets

Go up fifty a show, dropped Signed to the Streets

[Outro]

OG Parker