Streets Don’t Love You wewantwraiths & Trobi

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[Intro]
(Trobi on the beat)

[Chorus]
Supermodels, supercars
You might do the SRT, but we gon' do the SVR
Lambo', 'Rari, Bentley cars, dripping like we Evian
Gotta keep it Headie One and aim it at the heavy one
We don't care about who you are, the streets left me confused
When I realised ain't nobody gon' love you
Ain't no trust and ain't no lover to come to
I make him pay right
Getting money, fuck your bitch at the same time
Going hundred miles per hours made me rewind
Yeah, I love the way your waist is thin, I won't lie, for real
I'm too high for sure
Made it harder for the next one to say she's mine

[Verse 1]
Oh she fly, summertime she's from Toronto
Hit up Dubai for real, you're too fly for sure, you move wild
My bro don't dance, don't want to drop the 4-5
We addicted to money, we make it rain on em
How can you say that you love me if you gon hate on me
They advice something different but it's the same to me
And for the gang, I told them I'll never change on 'em
Please don't ever change on me
Just drop some ashes on myself driving this Lamborghini
I'ma blow off my denim, this shit Mike Amiri
Who ever thought that we would make it this far
Hooyo ended up raising a star before Wraiths was a car