Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
DJ Drama
DJ Drama
Vocals
Lil Reese
Lil Reese
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bbanks
Bbanks
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
When you married to the streets
It's hard to get a divorce
It's hard to even get a separation
Till death do us part
[Verse 2]
Money, streets, it's all the same
Power, respect, it's all the same
Life, loyalty, it's all the same
Livin' in the streets, I give you the game
Money, streets, it's all the same
Power, respect, it's all the same
Life, loyalty, it's all the same
Livin' in the streets, I give you the game
[Verse 3]
System lost my daddy, man, that shit is scary
Life without parole, so much weight to carry
Signed to the streets, yeah, bitch, I'm married
Raised by the streets, man that shit is heavy
Free my ****, Camron, free my ****, Reggie
Feds took 'em down for that anti-reggie
Respect, you need that to beat that
You don't, don't bleed that, don't bleed that
Squad, servin' out the phones, that's an easy case
Feds hands on 'em, got them **** goin' crazy
One way out the hood, either rich or erased
I'm livin' in the streets that taught me the game
[Verse 4]
Money, streets, it's all the same
Power, respect, it's all the same
Life, loyalty, it's all the same
Livin' in the streets, I give you the game
Money, streets, it's all the same
Power, respect, it's all the same
Life, loyalty, it's all the same
Livin' in the streets, I give you the game
[Verse 5]
Ls up for all my ****
Money, power, respect, that's what I grew off, ****
Livin' in the streets, that's why we tote them thangs
Some bad bitch on my line tryna give me brain
Got some real **** in my circle, won't fuck with lames
Life, loyalty, throw Ls, that's how we bang
I ain't switch it up on my ****, how could I change?
But **** would switch up on they **** just for that change
Not loyalty, you're  a fuck ****, can't claim what I claim
Don't cross us, 'cause we ain't doin' this shit for the fame
Take a chance, it's whatever, bitches goin' just to get near that fame
Take a chance, it's whatever, bitches goin' just to get near that fame
Let's get it
[Verse 6]
Money, streets, it's all the same
Power, respect, it's all the same
Life, loyalty, it's all the same
Livin' in the streets, I give you the game
Money, streets, it's all the same
Power, respect, it's all the same
Life, loyalty, it's all the same
Livin' in the streets, I give you the game
[Verse 7]
Teamin' up with ****, I was never with it
Time of comin' big is turn us into winners
Friends turn to snitches, get killed if you mention
Basketball court and straight back to the kitchen
No open jobs, right back to the corner
Think connect 100 when they all informers
You can't beat the set, you gotta join
Walk into the store, been that ratchet noise
Trappin', trappin' turn to rappin', and I made a livin'
Put D out on my block and I made a killin'
**** killed my homie, and I made 'em feel it
Signed to the streets, ain't a fuckin' difference
[Verse 8]
Money, streets, it's all the same
Power, respect, it's all the same
Life, loyalty, it's all the same
Livin' in the streets, I give you the game
Money, streets, it's all the same
Power, respect, it's all the same
Life, loyalty, it's all the same
Livin' in the streets, I give you the game
Written by: Clarence Robertson III
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