Chewin

This here's for the streets, yeah
This here's for the beats, yeah
And this is how suckers eat, yeah
So don't hate on it, yeah
So don't hate on it, yeah
So don't hate on it, no
So don't hate on it, yeah
So don't hate on it, yeah
Ayo

I don't sound like none of these niggas

Touch the ground and I run it when I hit it
Own pace, uh, call me when you get it there
Tough skin, know I love you if you get in here

Big heart, lady, hug me, I'm a teddy bear
Get dark, go grizzly in the Memphis state
I never been, heard the brisket in the state great
That's Tennessee J West, he tryna stay sane
Always my brother talkin' more than just maintainin'
He tryna change these games, uh
I color outside the lines
I said my body big, fuck a lane
'Til my body's six in a grave, dig?

How we so alert and so faded?
Since my first chirp from my verse, I been player flick
Flint out my hair, flick flint
Dirty may attack with dirty water tap
Into my journal, that is
I don't jump on band or paddy wagons

I just need a band and a mic and my friends
Ball, I strike and I fight 'til I end
Signin' a check, no price on the pen, though
Uh, said don't hate on it
I do a new flow and get a play off it
I do a new flow and get a paid off it
I'm so awesome, it's so arctic
It's so cold, them niggas is so heartless
My body marked up kinda just like Harlem
But Louisiana

Look, I still smoke the ganja
Look, I got like a zip up up in my trousers, uh

Tee tie-dye, I been fly, uh
Shit flow sci-fly, you know I the wise guy
It's been my life, this shit tough

Uh, niggas is hatin', keep it a buck

So don't hate on it, yeah

So don't hate on it, no
So don't hate on it, yeah

So don't hate on it, yeah
This here's for the streets, yeah
This here's for the beats, yeah
And this is how suckers eat, yeah

So don't hate on it, yeah

So don't hate on it, yeah
So don't hate on it, no
So don't hate on it, yeah
So don't hate on it, yeah
This here's for the streets, yeah
This here's for the beats, yeah
And this is how suckers eat, yeah
So don't hate on it, yeah

So don't hate on it, yeah
So don't hate on it, no
So don't hate on it, yeah
So don't hate on it, yeah
Ayo

Yeah, uh
Don't hate on it
Don't hate on it
Don't hate on it

Wait, don't hate on it
Don't hate on it
Don't hate on it
Don't hate on it
Yeah, that there's some Mothership Connect gang
Uh, yeah
My homie said bring him back some hits
So I'ma bring him back some hits
Uh, uh, yeah

Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum
Dum-dum-dum-dum
Dum-dum-dum-dum
Dum-dum-dum-dum
Uh
Ooh, yeah

So don't hate on it
So don't hate on it
So don't hate on it
So don't hate on it

We gotta keep 'em dancin' for a minute, Miss Juan, come on
So don't hate on it
Yeah, don't hate on it
Yeah, don't hate on it
No, don't hate on it
Yeah, don't hate on it
Yeah, don't hate on it
Don't hate on it

I'm just tryna juice the last of that bit of that little funky
Out of that little bittle bit of that little tiny piece of rhyme
You know what I'm sayin'?
'Cause every time, it's just somethin' good every time
It's like Big Daddy in the place to be
Miss Juan in the place to be

Do you hear that sound? So mellow, this is the streets

Saxophone

And now you know it's on

What? Yeah
Oh, they can edit this later though, yeah

Check it, check it out
Check it, check it out now
Check it, check it out now
We said we was gon' do a song that was made for the streets

Don't hate on it
Don't hate on it, yeah
This here's for the streets
And this one's here for the beats
And this one's here for the suckers that's trying to eat
Don't hate on it
Don't hate on it (Don't hate on it)
Don't hate on it

Don't hate on it (Don't hate on it)
Don't hate on it
Don't hate on it
Don't hate on it
Miss one
Oh, don't hate on it

Don't tell that sucker what he need to do with his life
It's none of your business
What he got going for him is what he got going for him
It's not up to you to tell this dude what to do with his life
'Cause to me, that makes you a big old, a big old, a big old hater
Yeah, yeah
How you gon' tell me what to do with what I'm doing
When you still live borrowing and asking and handouts
All that what it's about, I-I just don't get it
Oh, it must be the ego in them

So I ain't gon' hate on them
'Cause it might not be them
Don't hate on it, yeah
Don't hate on it

No, no, no, no, yeah
Don't hate on it

Girl, don't hate on it
Just love on it
Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah
Just don't hate on it

Mothership connect motherfucking gang, gang, gang
I keep going long as you guys motherfuckers
Go put that on this motherfucker
This motherfucking rodeo
That's how we do it right there, motherfucker

I keep the beat on time, the beat with rhyme
My beat just blows they motherfucking mind
Each and every time I come through on the mic
You know it's just what the people like
They say, "Hey," and this is my way
To get across every single day

How I pay my rent
Put the motherfucking gas in
Put the food in the 'frigerator
'Frigerator, some say refrigerator
This is how I do it and I said it now, not later

'Cause I'm greater than the most average
I like butter on my toast

And motherfucking vegan ham with my motherfucking vegan Spam

That's what I am

Don't give a damn
Cut that shit and 'bout to go home
Fuck that shit, no, we 'bout to do two more
And this how it go on