Deez Streetz - PnB Rock, Lil Durk

I had to get it out the mud

Had to turn up, nigga no sleep

I used to want a hundred bands

Now I make a hundred bands in a week

I never really gave a fuck about 'em

They ain’t never care about me

And every time you see me out

You know I keep a strap in case they try to creep

Take thizz and the green dots

Do that shit every week

Niggas get killed all over screenshots

Instagram and them tweets

Screamin' fuck all the opps now

Send the location we could meet

Bitches fuckin' for the cloud now

Name bad out in these streets

Girl, I’m losing my sanity (Sheesh)

I done been fucked up all my life

This shit was planned for me (On God)

And I don’t know nothing 'bout that bitch

But she been staying with me (Sheesh)

How you think I’m gon' trust that bitch

I don’t trust my own family (Nope)

And this shit was plain to see

Them niggas they wasn’t really gang with me

My inner web

The sense tell me who was out there in the rain with me

This money controlling me

This shits got ahold of me

Lil shorty wanna roll with me

She can blow all of me

I was running them racks up had to get it I don’t waste time

I fuck up a check, all on my neck, young nigga shine

I spin, yeah, I’m racing

I’m rolling in the Matrix

Lil shorty, yeah she naked

Can’t fuck that hoe, she basic

I had to get it out the mud

Had to turn up, nigga no sleep

I used to want a hundred bands

Now I make a hundred bands in a week

I never really gave a fuck about 'em

They ain’t never care about me

And every time you see me out

You know I keep a strap in case they try to creep

Take thizz and the green dots

Do that shit every week

Niggas get killed all over screenshots

Instagram and them tweets

Screamin' fuck all the opps now

Send the location we could meet

Bitches fuckin' for the cloud now

Name bad out in these streets

And I’m good when I hang with danger

I mix my purple with my pain

J pays so you can’t complain

How the fuck you broke with a name

I risked my life for the game

I like weed not cocaine

No sneak diss, dissing to your face

My crate here came with a K

How you say family don’t matter

Police came and I scatter

That black 30 come with a latter

Locked up they won’t let him out

Bet he come out up there for the clout

How he shouldn’t ran his mouth

How he shouldn’t

Now you caught bullet

Back wood Cookie

He a goofy, super goody

Why the fuck they dead and bleed

Hope them niggas never need us

And I know a whole killer

But he turned into a diva

I had to get it out the mud

Had to turn up, nigga no sleep

I used to want a hundred bands

Now I make a hundred bands in a week

I never really gave a fuck about 'em

They ain’t never care about me

And every time you see me out

You know I keep a strap in case they try to creep

Take thizz and the green dots

Do that shit every week

Niggas get killed all over screenshots

Instagram and them tweets

Screamin' fuck all the opps now

Send the location we could meet

Bitches fuckin' for the cloud now

Name bad out in these streets