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SelfMadeMizzy - SFU Lyrics



SelfMadeMizzy - SFU Lyrics




Streets f*cked up ain't nobody Out here praying
The Streets f*cked up Iont care Whatchu saying
The Streets f*cked up everbody Out here playing
The Streets f*cked up
Boy the streets Streets f*cked up

When I pull up
Boy you better not say what's up
Ima mean dude
No I'm really rude
Iont give a f*ck
Put the Molly in her butt
Got her screaming wtf
Told her shut the f*ck up
Woah woah woah
Didn't samoe tell you stop Wildin out bruh
Shut the f*ck up
Lil boys rappin talkin bout they Some hittas
But on Snapchat lookin gay wit Them filters
Got they tongue out lookin gay In them pictures
But on Snapchat yellin gang They sum killas
F*ck no
Rockin bape
Rockin Cuban chains
Boy that shit is fake
Talkin bout you craz
Talking Bout you gang
You ain't gang
You can't hang
Boy you a f*ckin lame

Streets f*cked up ain't nobody Out here praying the
Streets f*cked up Iont care Whatchu saying the
Streets up f*cked up everbody Oneut here playing
The Streets f*cked up
Boy the streets Streets f*cked up

I be Straight mugging
I ain't one of you lil rappers
I be straight thugging
I be Robbin all the trappers
I be straight jugging
I ain't one of you lil slackers
Y'all be straight bugging
Computer lil hackers

Goin thru yo bag
And I take what I want
And I do what I want
Cuz who gon stop me
Iont got no kids but
Yo bitch call me papi
Then she gon slop me
When he see me he gon wanna Fight
Iont give a f*ck Ima stab him Wit my knife
Lil boys fighting over hoes
Iont fight Ima grab my knife Poke you give you couple holes

Streets f*cked up ain't nobody Out here praying
The Streets f*cked up Iont care whatchu saying
The Streets f*cked up everbody Out here playing
The Streets f*cked up
Boy the Streets f*cked up

Remember when I pulled up to Yo trap
And you seen my strap
And you pissed yo pants
You ain't really in yo bag
Take yo ass back to class
Fore whoop that ass
Cut yo head off boy and
I put it in a sack
Leave it at your muva house
Leave her really sad
Ask about Mizzy
They gon tell you he a wild boy
And he like to play wit them Wild toys
Ever since he moved to Texas
He been acting like a cowboy
And He love to the flexin he gon Snatch yo necklace he gon get to Actin reckless
He gon scare you shitless
He gon scare you Shitless
Tired of you lil boys
Tryna hang wit the big boys
Playing wit them toys
Ima knock you out Floyd

Streets f*cked up ain't nobody Out here praying
The Streets f*cked up Iont care Whatchu saying
The Streets f*cked up everbody Out here playing
The Streets f*cked up
Boy the streets Streets f*cked up
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Streets f*cked up ain't nobody Out here praying
The Streets f*cked up Iont care Whatchu saying
The Streets f*cked up everbody Out here playing
The Streets f*cked up
Boy the streets Streets f*cked up

When I pull up
Boy you better not say what's up
Ima mean dude
No I'm really rude
Iont give a f*ck
Put the Molly in her butt
Got her screaming wtf
Told her shut the f*ck up
Woah woah woah
Didn't samoe tell you stop Wildin out bruh
Shut the f*ck up
Lil boys rappin talkin bout they Some hittas
But on Snapchat lookin gay wit Them filters
Got they tongue out lookin gay In them pictures
But on Snapchat yellin gang They sum killas
F*ck no
Rockin bape
Rockin Cuban chains
Boy that shit is fake
Talkin bout you craz
Talking Bout you gang
You ain't gang
You can't hang
Boy you a f*ckin lame

Streets f*cked up ain't nobody Out here praying the
Streets f*cked up Iont care Whatchu saying the
Streets up f*cked up everbody Oneut here playing
The Streets f*cked up
Boy the streets Streets f*cked up

I be Straight mugging
I ain't one of you lil rappers
I be straight thugging
I be Robbin all the trappers
I be straight jugging
I ain't one of you lil slackers
Y'all be straight bugging
Computer lil hackers

Goin thru yo bag
And I take what I want
And I do what I want
Cuz who gon stop me
Iont got no kids but
Yo bitch call me papi
Then she gon slop me
When he see me he gon wanna Fight
Iont give a f*ck Ima stab him Wit my knife
Lil boys fighting over hoes
Iont fight Ima grab my knife Poke you give you couple holes

Streets f*cked up ain't nobody Out here praying
The Streets f*cked up Iont care whatchu saying
The Streets f*cked up everbody Out here playing
The Streets f*cked up
Boy the Streets f*cked up

Remember when I pulled up to Yo trap
And you seen my strap
And you pissed yo pants
You ain't really in yo bag
Take yo ass back to class
Fore whoop that ass
Cut yo head off boy and
I put it in a sack
Leave it at your muva house
Leave her really sad
Ask about Mizzy
They gon tell you he a wild boy
And he like to play wit them Wild toys
Ever since he moved to Texas
He been acting like a cowboy
And He love to the flexin he gon Snatch yo necklace he gon get to Actin reckless
He gon scare you shitless
He gon scare you Shitless
Tired of you lil boys
Tryna hang wit the big boys
Playing wit them toys
Ima knock you out Floyd

Streets f*cked up ain't nobody Out here praying
The Streets f*cked up Iont care Whatchu saying
The Streets f*cked up everbody Out here playing
The Streets f*cked up
Boy the streets Streets f*cked up
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Writer: Omar Hernandez
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Performed By: SelfMadeMizzy
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