PRhyme - Streets at Night lyrics

Everybody comin' with they chick record
Big record
This gon' play in the clubs, radio
Hit record wonderin' how am I not dead
Lookin' for righteousness
You wonderin' how you gon' get ahead
I'm on my ISIS shit i do it for the streets
My niggas on parole without a suit
My dogs who wanna roll without a roof
The blogs and the critics
I exhibit logic like the
Rappers without chance
That's all independent
And all I do is fuck the
Baddest bitches y'all done seen
Catch 'em while they fresh and
Still new into the scene
Let her know I'm polished with
My Bible on the stand
Dump her once she hit a
Million follows on the 'Gram
See I ain't with the free smoke
That's what you got Drake for
I like my hoes to be low-key
Like my safe doe rappers act 100
Smack em' all with a stack of em'
They softer than them socks that got the
Ball on the back of em'

And all I do is do it for the
Do it for the streets (streets)
I do it for the strong
(strong) , you do it for the weak (weak)
Any city, pick a city, Houston to the D (D)
I do it for the, do it for the
Do it for the streets

I said hands in the sky
Lemme see you reach it
Everybody getting money
Lemme see you keep it
I said hands in the sky
Lemme see you reach it
While they droppin' dimes
Nickel on the street shit

I run the streets all night and day
And I run the streets all night and day

Back to the streets

Everybody comin' with they chick record
Big record
This gon' play in the clubs, radio
Hit record
Either that or they come with a diss record
I come from where you don't
Disrespect none of your successors
I don't fuck whores that I can't
Leave in less than six seconds
"Who the best?" is a horrible, rhetorical
Sick question
You guessed it, I'm throwin' bullets at you
But you ain't about to go for long
I pulled a 44 and let
It bang like Post Malone
Might as well get ready for your tomb
You play me
Tell your wife she gon' be solo soon
Like Swae Lee quart of pills
Recoupin' a deal worth a quarter mil
All I'm tryna do is stay black
And get out like Jordan Peele
Everybody do it for the accolades
I'm tired of them
I ain't cared about Grammys
Since Jay boycotted them
Spent my first advance at Manny's
Followed Pharrell and them
Used to ask bitches for ass
Now I'm just tellin' them
If I get anymore fly I'ma
Need my own space suit
Got these hoes gettin' naked like
They high on K2 all I need is five minutes
Every style get augmented
Well endowed in God's image, never smile
Kawhi Leonard these pellets are pedophiles
Comin' out the arm bro
Trust me, they touchy, Dudley, Arnold
My show start at 10 and it's sold out by 11
Rappers blow up
Go and debut they whole album on Ellen

But not me I do it for the
Do it for the streets (streets)
I do it for the strong
(strong) , they do it for the weak (weak)
Any city, pick a city, Houston to the D (D)
I do it for the, do it for the
Do it for the streets

I run the streets all night and day
And I run the streets all night and day

Back to the streets

I said hands in the sky
Lemme see you reach it
Everybody gettin' money
Lemme see you keep it
I said hands in the sky
Lemme see you reach it
While they droppin' dimes
Nickel on the street shit