Goodbye lyrics

[Intro: Young Dolph]
Man, sh*t
Man, how the f*ck'd I get into this sh*t, man?
f*ck it

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
I f*cked up and fell in love with her (The streets)
Made my first six figures off of drugs with her (For real)
Smoking weed with the robbers, sipping syrup with killers (It's Dolph)
Sunday morning I'm in church but I'm a drug dealer (Dope boy)
This relationship that we share is unbreakable (I love you)
Your spot b*tch you got in my heart is irreplaceable (I swear)
Grandma tried her best to get me to stay away from you (R.I.P.)
Remember when I got locked and I caught my first case with you (Goddamn)
You taught these f*ck n*ggas and shiesty b*tches (f*ck 'em)
That's why my motherf*cking trigga finger always itchin'
They want me to leave you alone since I started rapping (Damn)
Dolph saying goodbye to the streets that would never happen (Hell nah)

[Interlude 1: Young Dolph]
For real
It's like no matter what I do
Where I go
What I'm doing
Whereever I'm at
Across the country doing shows
f*cking with bad hoes
Always wanna go back to the trap
Amen, damn
[Verse 2: Trinidad James]
I love the streets that's why I'm f*cking up in high school
I'm breaking rules selling shoes skipping homeroom (f*ck that)
I've seen the youngest n*ggas pull up on assassins
On the old school [?] n*gga trunk slamming (Yeah)
In the streets you can be a ho
In these streets you can be a boss
You wanna be a hood legend you gotta make a choice
Either selling hard n*gga or your playing sports (Ha)
Ain't no diploma in these streets just more drama (Hey)
Side b*tches who ain't sh*t jelous baby mamas
I done made it out the streets thank God I started rapping (Amen)
But those streets are still in me damn I miss trapping

[Interlude 2: Young Dolph]
Yeah
Like all I know is these streets (Yeah)
These streets made me bruh
For real
Shy Glizzy, what's poppin'?

[Verse 3: Shy Glizzy]
My future looking scary
I keep on selling heroin (Uh)
Screaming free the gang f*ck the victim and the jury (Gang, free gang)
Just cop me some jewelry, your b*tch tell me she dare me (Bur, bur)
Diamonds very pretty, oh, sh*t my eyes blurry
Young Jefe, I'm a stunner, you a bummer (Uh)
Ayy, shawty what's your number?
I sold a lot of narcotics, I swear I don't want it (Yeah)
I'm looking for some other rappers with some good numbers
Label me with the flyest
Label me with the highest (High)
Made me drink, we got it (Up, up)
If I supply it they buy it
I used to run it [?], now the world know Shy-est (Uh)
All of this money piling (Uh)
I just can't say goodbye to it (Yeah)

[Outro: Shy Glizzy]
(Never can say goodbye, no, no)
Cannot say, ho
(Never can say goodbye, no, no)
I'm locked in this b*tch, showin' my motherf*ckin' deal, man (Yeah)
(Never can say goodbye, no, no)
What the f*ck I gotta do?
(Never can say goodbye, no, no)
(Yeah)
Dolph, what it do, my n*gga?
They don't make 'em like us no more (Yeah)
Real n*ggas on, Glizzy Gang, Paper Route
Uh