Streetz Changed lyrics

[Intro: J.P. Poppavixh]
Motherf*ck yo, mother f*ck yo
Motherf*ck, motherf*ck, motherf*ck yo
That's the hook right there
What you say Watson
Come on

[Chorus: Trae tha Truth]
Nowadays I feel it's strange
Streets are different, this sh*t changed
f*ck these n*ggas I'ma get change
In the hutu strip like ain't sh*t changed
I swear to God this sh*t changed
Won't play the same, I gotta switch lanes
Real n*gga, can't f*ck with no lames
I play for real, I don't play games
Real n*gga, can't f*ck with no lames
I play for real, I don't play games
I swear to God this sh*t changed
Streets are different, this sh*t changed

[Verse 1: Trae tha Truth]
I'm in an all-black wardrobe, finna hit the corner
Life is a b*tch, you can tell her I don't want her
b*tch named nina, dead n*gga run up on her
f*ck n*ggas nothing like me, I'm a loner
Everything real, I f*ck em around the corner
Yeah I'm from the gutter where it's hotter than a sauna
Something like Floyd Mayweather when I go off
Your faith that I have [?] run up on ya
Never been a fake, tell em I'm real with it
Truk nino, [?] with it
Never gave a f*ck then, you can tell em I'm still with it
Eff a hard n*gga, you can tell em he's still with it
Tell em I was one of the realest that ever did this
Call me David Blane, would work the way I hit this
622-50 [?] street built this
Everything I touch I murder n*gga, I kill this
[Chorus: Trae tha Truth]
Nowadays I feel it's strange
Streets are different, this sh*t changed
f*ck these n*ggas I'ma get change
In the hutu strip like ain't sh*t changed
I swear to God this sh*t changed
Won't play the same, I gotta switch lanes
Real n*gga, can't f*ck with no lames
I play for real, I don't play games
Real n*gga, can't f*ck with no lames
I play for real, I don't play games
I swear to God this sh*t changed
Streets are different, this sh*t changed

[Verse 2: Trae tha Truth]
b*tch I'm still here, nose dive to the coffin n*gga
Feeling like the hood wanna off a n*gga
Can't please everybody, too cold for n*ggas
I'm the same motherf*cker who done fought for n*ggas
Bled for n*ggas, fed them n*ggas
Might have left a motherf*cker dead for n*ggas
But I be God damn I'ma say it for n*ggas
They gon' tuck their tail if I [?] for n*ggas
[?] back in his good
Gladiator showed up like a pack in the hood
And you can call it what you want I got rack in the hood
f*ck a burner you die from a shank in the hood
So I wish this West stay hard hear us
Still press on, I'm, pressing yards fear us
Ducked out from you fake n*ggas
Ho just come bless what the yard give us
[Chorus: Trae tha Truth]
Nowadays I feel it's strange
Streets are different, this sh*t changed
f*ck these n*ggas I'ma get change
In the hutu strip like ain't sh*t changed
I swear to God this sh*t changed
Won't play the same, I gotta switch lanes
Real n*gga, can't f*ck with no lames
I play for real, I don't play games
Real n*gga, can't f*ck with no lames
I play for real, I don't play games
I swear to God this sh*t changed
Streets are different, this sh*t changed