Young Scooter, Future - Caught Up In The Streets lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Young Scooter, Future - Caught Up In The Streets lyrics]
Got caught up in the streets
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Got caught up in the streets
You know I got a drug store
I got all the product
We Free Band niggas so the
World gon' respect us one call from migo
You know I fuck the streets up
I don't rap no lyrics nigga, I rap cash money
Don't fuck with Young Scooter
Man he known for wrappin' dummies
I gotta wash my money out
Because I got dirty money
I'm ridin' around flexin'
I'm just paper chasing 100's
You don't got no plug
Get yo' ass out the streets
Always getting tricked nigga because
You super sweet caught up by yo' van nigga
Come and shop with streets
Finessing pulling juggs nigga
Money got me geeked
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I hustled on my feet
Made 80k a week, put leather on the seats
And chrome on the tire, riding with the yayo
I'm lookin' for a buyer
Dropped out of school so I
Can build up my empire
The streets get scary in the dark
Michael Myers i'm lookin' for a junkie
Who wanna get higher
I'll serve yo' uncle, auntie
I'm no discriminator
I'm drinkin' on Promethazine
Tropicana flavor
Finessing like a fooley half a
Million in a Duley
And we don't shoot commercials
We don't shoot nothin' but movies
The work jumpin' over
No the work it ain't losing
The police bust the spot we ain't moving
Got caught up in the streets
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Got caught up in the streets
Got caught up in the streets
Got caught up in the streets
Got caught up in the streets
Got caught up in the streets
You know I got a drug store
I got all the product
We Free Band niggas so the
World gon' respect us one call from migo
You know I fuck the streets up
I don't rap no lyrics nigga, I rap cash money
Don't fuck with Young Scooter
Man he known for wrappin' dummies
I gotta wash my money out
Because I got dirty money
I'm ridin' around flexin'
I'm just paper chasing 100's
You don't got no plug
Get yo' ass out the streets
Always getting tricked nigga because
You super sweet caught up by yo' van nigga
Come and shop with streets
Finessing pulling juggs nigga
Money got me geeked
Got caught up in the streets
Got caught up in the streets
Got caught up in the streets
Got caught up in the streets
Got caught up in the streets
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Got caught up in the streets
Got caught up in the streets
Got caught up in the streets
Got caught up in the streets
Got caught up in the streets
Got caught up in the streets
I hustled on my feet
Made 80k a week, put leather on the seats
And chrome on the tire, riding with the yayo
I'm lookin' for a buyer
Dropped out of school so I
Can build up my empire
The streets get scary in the dark
Michael Myers i'm lookin' for a junkie
Who wanna get higher
I'll serve yo' uncle, auntie
I'm no discriminator
I'm drinkin' on Promethazine
Tropicana flavor
Finessing like a fooley half a
Million in a Duley
And we don't shoot commercials
We don't shoot nothin' but movies
The work jumpin' over
No the work it ain't losing
The police bust the spot we ain't moving
Got caught up in the streets
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