Streetz Changed

[Intro: J.P. Poppavixh]

Motherfuck yo

Motherfuck, motherfuck, motherfuck yo

That's the hook right there

What you say Watson

Come on

[Chorus: Trae tha Truth]

Nowadays I feel shit strange

Streets different, this shit changed

Fuck these niggas I'ma get change

In the hutu strip like ain't shit changed

I swear to God this shit changed

Won't play the same, I gotta switch lanes

Real nigga, can't fuck with no lames

I play for real, I don't play games

Real nigga, can't fuck with no lames

I play for real, I don't play games

I swear to God this shit changed

Streets different, this shit strange

[Verse 1: Trae tha Truth]

I'm in an all-black wardrobe, finna hit the corner

Life is a bitch, you can tell her I don't want her

Bitch named nina, dead nigga run up on her

Fuck niggas nothing like me, I'm a loner

Everything real, I fuck em around the corner

Yeah I'm from the gutter where it's hotter than a sauna

Something like Floyd Mayweather when I go off

Your faith that I have [?] run up on ya

Never been a fake, tell em I'm real with it

Truk nino, [?] with it

Never gave a fuck then, you can tell em I'm still with it

Eff a hard nigga, you can tell em he's still with it

Tell em I was one of the realest that ever did this

Call me David Blane, with work the way I hid this

622-50 [?] street built this

Everything I touch I murder nigga, I kill this

[Chorus: Trae tha Truth]

Nowadays I feel shit strange

Streets different, this shit changed

Fuck these niggas I'ma get change

In the hutu strip like ain't shit changed

I swear to God this shit changed

Won't play the same, I gotta switch lanes

Real nigga, can't fuck with no lames

I play for real, I don't play games

Real nigga, can't fuck with no lames

I play for real, I don't play games

I swear to God this shit changed

Streets different, this shit strange

[Verse 2: Trae tha Truth]

Bitch I'm still here, nose dive to the coffin nigga

Feeling like the hood wanna off a nigga

Can't please everybody, too cold for niggas

I'm the same motherfucker who done fought for niggas

Bled for niggas, fed them niggas

Might have left a motherfucker dead for niggas

But I be God damn I'ma say it for niggas

They gon' tuck their tail if I [?] for niggas

[?] back in his good

Gladiator showed up like a pack in the hood

And you can call it what you want I got rack in the hood

Fuck a burner you will die from a shank in the hood

So I wish this West stay hard hear us

Still press on, I'm, pressing yards fear us

Ducked out from you fake niggas

Ho just come bless what the yard give us

[Chorus: Trae tha Truth]

Nowadays I feel shit strange

Streets different, this shit changed

Fuck these niggas I'ma get change

In the hutu strip like ain't shit changed

I swear to God this shit changed

Won't play the same, I gotta switch lanes

Real nigga, can't fuck with no lames

I play for real, I don't play games

Real nigga, can't fuck with no lames

I play for real, I don't play games

I swear to God this shit changed

Streets different, this shit strange