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JC, you called for this one. JC, It's only two lanes in the streets. You get hung by the judge or blazed in The street. It's only two lanes in the streets. Got my name in the streets, I get paid To be me. Put this beef on a bun, I'ma pay double cheese. Treat her like opp, she get faced on her Knees. Pace in the spot, so the opps gotta Leave. Got the streets on lock, I had to Duplicate a key. Dosed up BNT, Got a ring to it. Money counter goin' beep, That's my theme music. Rich nigga, but I came From the complex. Back then when me and Lauren B. was having car sex. Guess she had to cut me off, I was Way too wild. Yes, I came from the bottom, But I'm up right now. And my flow too Exquisite, they can't steal the style. No, I couldn't have the pussy then, but can I have it now? It's only two lanes in The streets. You get hung by the judge or Get blazed in the street. It's only two lanes in the streets. Got my name in the streets, I get paid To be me. If a nigga say my name On a beat, uh, oh, he must think a Gang come with me, uh. I don't do this shit for fame, I'm a G, uh. I don't do this shit for fame, This is me, uh. I wonder if I even Wanna pop at this point. Sippin' drank, it's just Wock' at this point. Disrespect me, get the Glock at this point. Fifty round drums, we don't fuck with no High Points. Suede Margiela on the fella, I'm too fresh. Tell my bitch I deserve some new sex. Crystals on the way, opps, get you a new Vest. Fly to New York, told Pristine to say Less. I don't wanna talk if don't come with A paycheck. Dior Chucks on, but I came from The Payless. Got the Glock on me, but I Come with the K next. Got the Glock on me, but I come with The K next. It's only two lanes in the streets. You get hung by the judge or get blazed In the street. It's only two lanes in the Streets. Got my name in the streets, I get Paid to be me. And these niggas think they Trippin', we got big guns. I ain't playin' with no niggas, bitch, I'm A For none. Two lanes in these streets, you better Pick one. You gon' eat a B8, that's how We came up. In these streets, you lose your Life tryna play tough. Mama told me stay out these streets, but I Ain't never listen. On that block with that Glock, I was steady Ditchin'. Had a nigga that I loved until he Started snitchin'. And it's still free Feefey 'til He make it home. He was speakin' on his Name and now that opp gone. Hit his bitch from the back and now she Sing my song. And I'm still in all black When it's time to go. Spin they block and Spin again if them niggas ain't dead yet. Laid him on the floor and asked that nigga Where the bread at. Nigga better not move 'cause I'm feelin' like I wanna blast. Yeah, I might just blast. It's only two lanes in the streets. You get hung by the judge or get blazed In the street. It's only two lanes in the Streets. Got my name in the streets, I get Paid to be me. It's only two lanes in The streets. You get hung by the judge or Get blazed in the street. It's only two lanes in the streets. Got my name in the streets, I get paid To be me. JC, you called for this one. JC, you called for this one. JC, you called for this one.