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letra de street dreams - machine gun kelly

[intro]
on a east side night
under that street light
on the corner of don’t think twice
i find my mind where it shouldn’t be

[verse 1]
crack rock in that pad lock
with a stash spot in my ragtop
street dreams down the block from my dads spot
bad cops on my payroll
at a buck a pop like faygo
add 50 cent for like 3 keys
open up the doors for that yayo
white nights cuz i make snow
bright lights then i lay low
fight nights i’m like mike tyson
k/o for that peso
that’s the life that we chose
talking bout
money cars and these clothes
f-ckin with
twenty broads that’s exposed
and we in the
strip clubs till they close
these are the chronicles of a hood m-th-f-cka doin what he gotta do to get paid
chronic smoke in every follicle of my shades
writing my obituary diggin my grave
cuz all they say is jail or death,
and i figure there ain’t nothin left
that i ain’t did and since i’m knee deep in my sh-t, don’t hold my breath
-snap- oh sh-t
guess its back to that broke sh-t
roach clip in my ashtray
2pac on my posters
dreams of living like sosa,
but i’m wakin up on this sofa,
said i’m wakin up on this sofa
i ain’t waiting round here no longer
get it how you live it b-tch we livin dirty
most of us that’s livin now ain’t livin thirty
get it how you live it b-tch we livin dirty
c-ck that .38 put on my mask and it gets blurry
i don’t think you heard me

[hook]
what i need a shirt for?
when you beast sh-t and you go hard till that tours gone and you back onto that street sh-t
what i need this shirt for?
when these tattoos that i bleed with say everything about my story come read this
what i need a shirt for? huh? x3
when i go hard
so hard, to get everything that i worked for

[verse 2]
at the top is no friends dawg
at the bottom ain’t sh-t dawg
middle man’n ain’t it dawg
plotting drinkin this hen dog
and i said lord my savior
have i not protected my neighbor
have i not neglected these haters
have i not kept you in my prayers
so when my life keeps going downhill am i wrong for looking upstairs?
am i wrong for feeling you hate me, am i wrong for thinking you’d care?
am i wrong for keepin this weed lit and these smoke clouds in this air?
but i can’t sleep without my mind gone cuz of sh-t i witnessed last year
that boy that left out was just family
i ain’t see the sh-t comin
we was supposed to be at these grammy’s
we was supposed to be stuntin
sh-t, we was supposed to somethin
f-ck that we was supposed to be brothers
helped you out when you were struggling, i don’t owe you nothing m-th-f-cka

[hook]

- machine gun kelly

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