Streets Is Bakk Conway the Machine (Ft. Freck Billionaire)

[Verse 1: Conway The Machine]
Real shit, the gangstas got a code
For niggas bustin' they gun and still slang a lot of dope (Hustlin'!)
Big chain around the throat
Fuck bitches and leave, I don't lay around and smoke (Haaa!)
I hate when fuck niggas say they fire toast
But niggas killed your man, why ain't nobody smoked? (What happened to that?)
My plug get the 'caine in by the boat
Re'd up with some much bread he thought I came to buy a boat (Hahaha)
See me in Cali, I came to buy the smoke
Knocking that Nip Hussle with the stainless by the coat (Marathon!)
I don't travel without a gun
These rap niggas is pussy, you call them out, they run
I'm every mеmber of Slaughterhouse in onе
That's not a diss, I'm just saying that I'm hot as shit
All the grams I sold
From Chicago to Pittsburgh like Amber Rose
Uh, goddamn I'm cold

[Chorus: Conway The Machine]
The streets is back, yeah, the streets back nigga
The streets is back, yeah, the streets back nigga
The streets is back, yeah, the streets back nigga
The streets is back, yeah, the streets back nigga!
Yeah, niggas play it and go bananas
Play it while they cooking 'caine and loading up their hammer
For niggas that's dead and gone, niggas that's in the slammer
Real niggas gone' feel this shit from New York to Atlanta
Let's go