In My Streets Iyaz

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[Intro: Iyaz]
Yagga oh! Yagga oh!
Yagga oh!
Yeah, ay!

[Chorus: Iyaz]
In the streets, it's hard times
Never slippin', I'm on my grind
I'm gonna need her on my side
The only one who could hold me down (me down)
Everybody on a paper chase
And when you winnin' is when they gon' hate ya (hate ya)
They'll try to stick up for that dough, dough, dough, dough, dough, dough
To let them guns blow, blow, blow, blow, blow
This how them shottas they do, do, do, do, do, do
Right here in my hood, hood, hood, hood, hood, hood

[Verse 1: ? & (Iyaz)]
Ch'yeah!
Keep the steel all day
Haters gon' hate when they see my name
Yes they gon' hate when they see my arm
Plus I pull up in a foreign car (foreign car)
When you hop out with a foreign broad
(They definitely gon' hate ya)
Cuz you gettin' them checks
And you ain't with the shit
Cuz you 'bout your paper
They don't care 'bout how you got it
All they aimin' for is the bling and your wallet
Test me, nigga, I will aim it and pop it
Live in the bunks while I was raised in the projects
This [?] made me a target
Ban Sik so you can't tell what I'm armin'
For that dough, if you think you can harm me
Better have your body armour or your army