Belong to the Streets - Z-Ro

Look, I got my money right now

No more month to month

I can buy this shit right now

Shining so bright I don’t need to buy no more ice now

They say no more A.B.N.

for 'Ro, he is so polite now

I know my haters wanna see me down

I’m doing rich nigga shit everytime they see me now

Didn’t believe me at first, I bet they believe me now

She used to see me everyday, It ain’t that easy now

Cause I’m always on my grind

Not the average nigga, I won’t be home by nine

Anytime you wanna see me, baby

All you gotta do is turn on the TV, baby

You ain’t gotta keep blowing up my phone all day

I’ma handle my business, then I’m on my way

Right after I put you to sleep I’m right back out the door

I’m trying to turn 2 into 4 and then 4 into more

My heart belongs to the street, belongs to the street

But my love belongs to you, belongs to you

If I don’t work, then I don’t eat, then I don’t eat

When I reach my quota, I’ll fuck with you, with you

I be all across the country chasing money everywhere

You ain’t talking about no money then how could I ever care

Always at my hustle, these fellas are never there

And instead of looking over my shoulder I said a prayer, god bless

And Lord knows everybody had Air Jordans, I couldn’t afford those

They used to talk about me cause I wore them poor clothes

So it ain’t no love for niggas or for hoes

First of the month keep coming back just like a boomerang

And I keep on living like this, I gotta do the same «Hell yeah»

So I got shit to do, shit to do

But I can’t wait to give this dick to you

I got to meet a couple people on my way home

Seem like we never get to kick it cause I stay gone

But when I look at how we living, I’m not tripping

So glad to see you I’m gon fuck you right here in the kitchen

My heart belongs to the street, belongs to the street

But my love belongs to you, belongs to you

If I don’t work, then I don’t eat, then I don’t eat

When I reach my quota, I’ll fuck with you, with you