Young Scooter - Caught Up In The Streets lyrics

rate me

Got caught up in the streets

Introduced myself to the block and got caught up

You know I got a drug store, I got all the product

We Free Band niggas so the world gonna respect us

One call from migo, you know I fuck the streets up

I don't rap no lyrics, nigga, I rap cash money

Don't fuck with Young Scooter, man, he known for wrapping dummies

I gotta wash my money out ‘cause I got dirty money

I'm riding around, flexing, I'm just paper chasing hundreds

You don't got no plug, get your ass out the streets

Always getting tricked, nigga, because you super sweet

Caught up by your van, nigga, come and shop with streets

Finessing, pulling jugs, nigga, money got me geeked

Got caught up in the streets

Got caught up in the streets, I hustled on my feet

Made 80K a week, put leather on the seats

And chrome on the tire, riding with the yayo

I'm looking for a buyer, dropped out of school so I can build up my empire

The streets get scary in the dark, Michael Myers

I'm looking for a junkie who wanna get higher

I'll serve your uncle, auntie, I'm no discriminator

I'm drinking on Promethazine, Tropicana flavor

Finessing like a fooley half a million in a duley

And we don't shoot commercials, we don’t shoot nothing but movies

The work jumping over, no, the work it ain't losing

The police bust the spot, we ain't moving

Got caught up in the streets