Eddy Baker - Key to the Street lyrics

I got the key to the streets
All the bad bitches on me (Alright)
Yes I be killin' the beats
But, I still roll with the G's
And I still roll with my heat
My niggas dependin' on me (On me)
You know that my mom's gotta eat (Eat)
Hell yeah I'm plotting the feast
Ain't talkin' money don't speak
Please don't be talkin' to me
600 dollars on sneaks
Little bitch stuck in the Jeep
When you trappin' all day
You won't be gettin' no sleep
I got the city on lock
I got the key to the streets

I got the key to the streets (I do)
I should be up in the paper (Alright)
I should be runnin' for mayor (Really?)
Try to run up catch a laser
I got the key to the streets
So many people to thank
First thing that I'm gonna do (What?)
I'm gonna head to the bank jonathan Taylor
Fucked up your bitch then I slayed her
Smokin' like waking the neighbors
Bitch I got like I'm
I got the key to the streets
Dressed in all black like I'm Slayer
If you try fucking with me
None of your homies can save ya

Then I sell raps that I wrote
Now I be getting that cash
Shout out to all of my bros
Still will pull up with no mask
Bust shots at all of my foes
I got the key to the streets
Bitch I can do what I want
Still got the pills in the cabinet
Still got a head full of bad shit
Still in the trap with a bad bitch
In the kitchen whippin' magic
Drug dealin' be my fashion
High school got high as shit
Healthy Boyz got the pills bitch
And i'm not talkin' vitamins

I got the key to the streets
All the bad bitches on me (Alright)
Yes I be killin' the beats
But, I still roll with the G's
And I still roll with my heat
My niggas dependin' on me (On me)
You know that my mom's gotta eat (Eat)
Hell yeah I'm plotting the feast
Ain't talkin' money don't speak
Please don't be talkin' to me
600 dollars on sneaks
Little bitch stuck in the Jeep
When you trappin' all day
You won't be gettin' no sleep
I got the city on lock
I got the key to the streets

I got the key to the streets