Testo Street Cred - Jeezy
Testo della canzone Street Cred (Jeezy), tratta dall'album SNOFALL
Yeah, came from blocks
Now I'm buyin' blocks
Oh yeah, city blocks that is
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Came from in the mix with thirty-six
Pockets full with dirty kicks
Weighin' up them ounces and I swear we had like thirty sticks
Diamond in the rough, yeah you see that boy done glowed up
They say you lost your street cred, you tell them bitches, "So what?"
Yeah, came from blocks
Now I'm buyin' blocks
Oh yeah, city blocks that is
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Came from in the mix with thirty-six
Pockets full with dirty kicks
Weighin' up them ounces and I swear we had like thirty sticks
Diamond in the rough, yeah you see that boy done glowed up
They say you lost your street cred, you tell them bitches, "So what?"
Still smellin' like a whole thang, dripped in these designer suits
Keep my foot on niggas necks while wearin' these designer boots
Came from bein' ashy, but now I'm just a classy nigga
You ain't gotta ask, yeah you know that I'm a nasty nigga
Address me with some respect, you talkin' to an exec
Dab it with some cool water, I just done a temp check
What you niggas expect? Ten years the same nigga
Waste a whole decade and that'll be a shame nigga
I ain't get these mansions with street cred
Get that Rolls Royce with no street cred
Rari with the horse with no street cred
911 Porsche with no street cred
Can't pay my family bills with no street cred
Can't feed my family meals with no street cred
Spend summers in Negril with no street cred
Close million dollar deals with no street cred
I ain't trippin' on no bullshit, I'm tryna get this check
For you niggas on the bullshit, I'm tryna hide this TEC
Who you niggas talkin' to? I'm a water whippin' vet
Mr. When They Lockin' Up, I just make them bitches stretch
Talkin' presidential shit, I got Biden on the text
Fuck with a made man, I don't even wear a vest
When them boys was playin' games, I was busy playin' chess
Real and I'm self-made, yeah I'm what you call a threat
Yeah they big mad, but I'm happy
And you don't want these problems, lil' scrappy nigga
Buyin' that Rollie twice, goin' tall on 'em
Ain't no goin' back and forth, just ball on 'em
I ain't get these mansions with street cred
Get that Rolls Royce with no street cred
Rari with the horse with no street cred
911 Porsche with no street cred
Can't pay my family bills with no street cred
Can't feed my family meals with no street cred
Spend summers in Negril with no street cred
Close million dollar deals with no street cred
When it comes to us, our street cred got equity
We can pull from it at any time
Credits
Writer(s): Martin Pueschel, Joseph Tylear Jr Roberts, Jay W Jenkins
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