The streets don't love you
A-game when I come through
On point like a thumb tack
When I leave you're like come back
The streets don't love you
A-game when I come through
You're telling me I'm on my city's blacklist
Then why the mayor got me her playlist?
Played a set for the hood she said I'm her favorite
Making big moves I'm gon' f*ck around get famous
My whole team got it right
Partying while on the grind
And this be the perfect time
Copped a job part time
And ever since I've realized
Rapping skills been their prime
I've been sparking off like Sprite
It's been on some lemon lime you know
Put some pep the step then just run
Now dash out I'm a gun (dash)
I'm on fire like the sun
And you stuck to the streets like gum
All your fingers feeling numb
Don't act shocked that you stunned
Is you stupid, is you dumb?
I've been eating, never hungry
But still save room for the money
While you busy playing tough with the straps
Look like a mummy (ugh)
You's a dummy
Know you really be soft like you's a gummy
What's that 9 for? (glock)
Your goons do your jumping for you it's kinda funny (glock, glock, glock)
The streets don't love you (yea, huh)
A-game when I come through (Double A)
On point like a thumb tack
When I leave you're like come back
The streets don't love you
A-game when I come through
Yea, when I come through
Everybody is like pause, who the f*ck are you?
Ay I say it's ya boy
I'm your friendly neighborhood man
I'm upfront and honest
Don't spin webs of lies, Spiderman
And I'm just making moves, hoping I settle in well here
Cause f*ck it, Imma party hard who cares where I am next year
Could be bad and boujee sipping lean with the Fanta
Or I could be in a ditch drunk somewhere outside Atlanta ('Lanta)
It's a matter of opinion
This life's a game like dodgems
And I ain't afraid of confrontation, call me Mr. Rogers
Call me on the phone, let's get making money moves
Unless you feel uncomfortable
Talking to these honeys like, what's up my boo
And I'm talking to the homies, like whats up with you?
Man I'm just having fun
When Xeno hit me up
You know that I had to run
And so bitch here I come
The streets don't love you (nope)
A-game when I come through (aye, aye)
On point like a thumb tack
When I leave you're like come back
The streets don't love you
A-game when I come through (huh, skrt)
BaabyXeno - A-Game (feat. Joey Oso & Sheffdan) Lyrics
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The streets don't love you
A-game when I come through
On point like a thumb tack
When I leave you're like come back
The streets don't love you
A-game when I come through
You're telling me I'm on my city's blacklist
Then why the mayor got me her playlist?
Played a set for the hood she said I'm her favorite
Making big moves I'm gon' f*ck around get famous
My whole team got it right
Partying while on the grind
And this be the perfect time
Copped a job part time
And ever since I've realized
Rapping skills been their prime
I've been sparking off like Sprite
It's been on some lemon lime you know
Put some pep the step then just run
Now dash out I'm a gun (dash)
I'm on fire like the sun
And you stuck to the streets like gum
All your fingers feeling numb
Don't act shocked that you stunned
Is you stupid, is you dumb?
I've been eating, never hungry
But still save room for the money
While you busy playing tough with the straps
Look like a mummy (ugh)
You's a dummy
Know you really be soft like you's a gummy
What's that 9 for? (glock)
Your goons do your jumping for you it's kinda funny (glock, glock, glock)
The streets don't love you (yea, huh)
A-game when I come through (Double A)
On point like a thumb tack
When I leave you're like come back
The streets don't love you
A-game when I come through
Yea, when I come through
Everybody is like pause, who the f*ck are you?
Ay I say it's ya boy
I'm your friendly neighborhood man
I'm upfront and honest
Don't spin webs of lies, Spiderman
And I'm just making moves, hoping I settle in well here
Cause f*ck it, Imma party hard who cares where I am next year
Could be bad and boujee sipping lean with the Fanta
Or I could be in a ditch drunk somewhere outside Atlanta ('Lanta)
It's a matter of opinion
This life's a game like dodgems
And I ain't afraid of confrontation, call me Mr. Rogers
Call me on the phone, let's get making money moves
Unless you feel uncomfortable
Talking to these honeys like, what's up my boo
And I'm talking to the homies, like whats up with you?
Man I'm just having fun
When Xeno hit me up
You know that I had to run
And so bitch here I come
The streets don't love you (nope)
A-game when I come through (aye, aye)
On point like a thumb tack
When I leave you're like come back
The streets don't love you
A-game when I come through (huh, skrt)
A-game when I come through
On point like a thumb tack
When I leave you're like come back
The streets don't love you
A-game when I come through
You're telling me I'm on my city's blacklist
Then why the mayor got me her playlist?
Played a set for the hood she said I'm her favorite
Making big moves I'm gon' f*ck around get famous
My whole team got it right
Partying while on the grind
And this be the perfect time
Copped a job part time
And ever since I've realized
Rapping skills been their prime
I've been sparking off like Sprite
It's been on some lemon lime you know
Put some pep the step then just run
Now dash out I'm a gun (dash)
I'm on fire like the sun
And you stuck to the streets like gum
All your fingers feeling numb
Don't act shocked that you stunned
Is you stupid, is you dumb?
I've been eating, never hungry
But still save room for the money
While you busy playing tough with the straps
Look like a mummy (ugh)
You's a dummy
Know you really be soft like you's a gummy
What's that 9 for? (glock)
Your goons do your jumping for you it's kinda funny (glock, glock, glock)
The streets don't love you (yea, huh)
A-game when I come through (Double A)
On point like a thumb tack
When I leave you're like come back
The streets don't love you
A-game when I come through
Yea, when I come through
Everybody is like pause, who the f*ck are you?
Ay I say it's ya boy
I'm your friendly neighborhood man
I'm upfront and honest
Don't spin webs of lies, Spiderman
And I'm just making moves, hoping I settle in well here
Cause f*ck it, Imma party hard who cares where I am next year
Could be bad and boujee sipping lean with the Fanta
Or I could be in a ditch drunk somewhere outside Atlanta ('Lanta)
It's a matter of opinion
This life's a game like dodgems
And I ain't afraid of confrontation, call me Mr. Rogers
Call me on the phone, let's get making money moves
Unless you feel uncomfortable
Talking to these honeys like, what's up my boo
And I'm talking to the homies, like whats up with you?
Man I'm just having fun
When Xeno hit me up
You know that I had to run
And so bitch here I come
The streets don't love you (nope)
A-game when I come through (aye, aye)
On point like a thumb tack
When I leave you're like come back
The streets don't love you
A-game when I come through (huh, skrt)
Writer: Zachary Stanton
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid