Run These Streets lyrics

by

Chris Brown


Pre Chorus

I learned how to run these streets
Get a n*gga for I let him get me
Give a damn, what they say about me
No love allowed, can't knock me off my feet
Yeah, you did this to me

Chorus
You
n*gga you did this to me
You
n*gga you did this to me


Verse 1

Meek didn't want this beat, so I saved that sh*t for me
Meek didn't want this beat, so I saved that sh*t for me
Meek didn't want this beat, f*ck it, I'm about to sing
My n*gga Meek didn't want this beat, watch me, sing
I got a dream chasers chase
And I ain't ride no di*k
My ex is in the studio happy for a pic
Cause ya'll some athletes
Ya'll ain't no goons
Ya'll look real dumb, next to P. Monte & Coon
Voices in my head, I need choices in my bed
Real b*tch n*ggas gossip, I know just what you said
I used to f*ck with K. Michelle, I used to f*ck with her too
But I don't love none of you n*ggas, f*ckin b*tches too
Pre Chorus

I learned how to run these streets
Get a n*gga for I let him get me
Give a damn, what they say about me
No love allowed, can't knock me off my feet
Yeah, you did this to me

Chorus

You
n*gga you did this to me
You
n*gga you did this to me

Verse 2

Once upon a time, there was a girl who got hurt
Broke her heart, they tore it down, and she didn't have no worth
But she learned the game, and she played it hard, now every n*gga want her
Booty be rocking in them sheets, but she a G up in these streets (Oww)
Put myself in a grave, before I die over a man
They think they making love to me, I'm f*ckin them like man
They be like, hold up, hold up, hold up, she done lost her mind (yeah)
Heads crazy, we be c*mming in no time (yeah, haha)
Pre Chorus

I learned how to run these streets
Get a n*gga for I let him get me
Give a damn, what they say about me
No love allowed, can't knock me off my feet
Yeah, you did this to me

Chorus
You
n*gga you did this to me
You
n*gga you did this to me
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