Streets - Mr. Probz

I could be somewhere in the cold

Where dreams come and go

Out there in the streets with no hope

Or a place where they know

Not to trust

What good would that be

And they know

Not to love

What good would that be

What good would that be

Would you like me if I had a gun

Dodging cops always on the run now

Getting caught up over petty drama

Selling drugs to somebody’s momma

I’m telling you these streets ain’t

These streets ain’t so pretty

I swear everything that glitters ain’t gold

These streets ain’t

These streets ain’t so pretty

I’ve been loving these streets but I don’t wanna love these streets no more

They know nothing

About bullet holes and that silence, they don’t wanna know

Looking at that judge

Thinking that he got you this time

They don’t wanna know

Talking to your loved ones through a window

Days, hours, minutes winding down real slow, real slow

Would you like me if I had a gun

Dodging cops always on the run now

Getting caught up over petty drama

Selling drugs to somebody’s momma

I’m telling you these streets ain’t

These streets ain’t so pretty

I swear everything that glitters ain’t gold

These streets ain’t

These streets ain’t so pretty

I’ve been loving these streets but I don’t wanna love these streets no more

I can’t sign out

Get pulled back when I climb out

It won’t let me go

It won’t let me go

Took me long enough to find out that time out just saved my soul

I remember all the pain that the game caused me

I remember falling down, falling down to my knees

Praying I won’t be the next one, to fall to these streets

Would you like me if I had a gun

Dodging cops always on the run now

Getting caught up over petty drama

Selling drugs to somebody’s momma

I’m telling you these streets ain’t

These streets ain’t so pretty

I swear everything that glitters ain’t gold

These streets ain’t

These streets ain’t so pretty

I’ve been loving these streets but I don’t wanna love these streets no more