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Juicy J - Feed the Streets Ft. Project Pat & A$AP Rocky (Rubba Band Business)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Juicy J
Juicy J
Performer
Project Pat
Project Pat
Performer
A$AP Rocky
A$AP Rocky
Performer
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Houston
Jordan Houston
Composer
Patrick Houston
Patrick Houston
Composer
Rakim Mayers
Rakim Mayers
Composer
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer
Michael "Crazy Mike" Foster
Michael "Crazy Mike" Foster
Recording Engineer
Hector Delgado
Hector Delgado
Recording Engineer
Alex Tumay
Alex Tumay
Mixing Engineer
Gordie Tumay
Gordie Tumay
Assistant Engineer
Kevin Nix
Kevin Nix
Mastering Engineer

Songteksten

Mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia (Shut the fuck up) Mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia Mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you I gotta feed the streets (ayy) I gotta feed the streets (ayy) I gotta feed the streets (ayy) I gotta feed the streets (ayy) My niggas need to eat (ayy) My niggas need to eat (ayy) I gotta feed the streets Don't worry 'bout it I gotta, I gotta feed the streets Niggas do time flipping the Ye Niggas is dead, he got a grave Nigga, I ain't playin', tryna get paid Homie got hit 'cause he got in the way Had to get out, shit is the same Niggas insane all this shit change They wanna a name, they had him sprayed They gotta catch a body for fame I'm in a whole other lane (lane) Flipping these racks like cane (cane) I got rich and gave back (gave back) And you niggas stayin' the same (hell naw) I drive the Wraith through the hood (yes) That's why my niggas in the grind (yes sir) Show all my niggas how to get this money, just gotta put in the time Real niggas know, how hard I go (I get this cash) I put in work, I put niggas on (So much cash) Them mafia days (Mafia!), my hustle so strong (Mafia!) Real shit, I'm lit like a cigarette lighter I was doing this shit when you was shitting in diapers I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy My niggas need to eat (eat) My niggas need to eat (eat) I gotta feed the streets Don't worry 'bout it I gotta, I gotta feed the streets I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy My niggas need to eat (eat) My niggas need to eat (eat) I gotta feed the streets Don't worry 'bout it I gotta, I gotta feed the streets I gotta feed the streets My pistol gon' bleed the streets Ski mask on my face, sometimes you gotta cheat Just stay ahead in this bitch Drankin' sizzurp like its liquor Street life, but I'm catching up to god quicker AK-40 to your liver Make the chopper bang on you like a blood or a crip, ah So much bread, I'm a gymnast Made so much money off of dummies, a ventriloquist (Yeah hoe!) Or a puppetteer, diamonds in my ear New foreign ride every year, I'm in foreign gear Plug show up with the pack, it's gon' disapear Stick shift hustle, I stay in fifth gear I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy My niggas need to eat (eat) My niggas need to eat (eat) I gotta feed the streets Don't worry 'bout it I gotta, I gotta feed the streets I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy My niggas need to eat (eat) My niggas need to eat (eat) I gotta feed the streets Don't worry 'bout it I gotta, I gotta feed the streets If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you Mafia I gotta feed the streets You gotta flee the streets You gotta lead the streets I don't mislead the streets I just might drop some heat I just tease the street I do not need the streets 'Cause nigga, I be the streets It's sad 'cause my little bad Bitch, don't know how to act Right in the past When she took 'em packages out the trap I let her chase the dream I might front-lace her weave Give her a place to stay, with a new face to feed I really love the streets I just might flood the streets 'Cause I'm really from the streets Y'all niggas who run the streets Niggas just take a seat How the fuck could you hate on me? Say that you still in the streets, but you can not wait to leave I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy My niggas need to eat (eat) My niggas need to eat (eat) I gotta feed the streets Don't worry 'bout it I gotta, I gotta feed the streets I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy I gotta feed the streets, ayy My niggas need to eat (eat) My niggas need to eat (eat) I gotta feed the streets Don't worry 'bout it I gotta, I gotta feed the streets Mafia! Mafia! Mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia
Writer(s): Patrick Earl Houston, Rakim Mayers, Jordan Michael Houston, Leland Tyler Wayne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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