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ayglø & Ramzes Beatz - Bad Blood from the Street Life Lyrics



ayglø & Ramzes Beatz - Bad Blood from the Street Life Lyrics
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Riding
Yeah we riding
Riding
Yeah, we riding
Running from my city gave me vision
Felt like I should go on a another mission
Met a lot of people and I lost a lot of them
The ones that I still got, I'm calling em fam'
Lovin' all them homies even when they are away
City, country, continent, we're gonna find a way
Blazing summer days ever since were kids
Kicking back and chillin' all the time that's all I miss
I've been homing richies and I've been homing poors
Few got everything and few got closed doors
Few pushed me up when I fell off the track
A few were my brothers but they stabbed me in the back
And I used to wonder why
Life pushes things apart
Trying to survive
Through the most days it was hard
Used to overthink
And let the nights murder me
Now that I left my head
It's easier to see
Questions lead to questions
And answering's in vain
That's how a lot of people
Tend to go insane
Everything is booming
And it's stretching the membrane
My ambition's growing
And it's not about the fame
Riding
Yeah we riding
Riding
Yeah, we riding
Miss the ghetto days
Just a kid always layin' low
Punched in the throat
But I wouldn't ever let it go
Sometimes I was scared, yeah
Sometimes I was bold, yeah
They could even smell the fear
So the blood was running cold, yeah
I remember when
I was playing in the park
When the danger came
My homies turned their back
Couldn't catch my breath
I felt someone grabbin' me
"Give me the phone
The keys and the money"
With adrenaline
I clenched my fist real hard
Punched the motherf*cker
And ran for my life
Now I play it different
I ain't runnin from the fights
And I got new homies
That would never take their flights
Riding everyday
Better days I just wanna see
Yeah I carry on
Struggle days they still ride with me
Even when surrounded, outnumbered,
I'm still on my feet
Always keep my attitude
Got bad blood from street life
Got bad blood from street life
Got bad blood from street life
Riding
Yeah we riding
Got bad blood from street life
Riding
Yeah we riding
Got bad blood from street life
Riding
Yeah we riding
Riding
Yeah we riding
Got bad blood from street life
Riding
Yeah we riding
Riding
Yeah we riding
Got bad blood from street life
Riding
Yeah we riding
Riding
Yeah we riding
Riding
Yeah we riding
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Riding
Yeah we riding
Riding
Yeah, we riding
Running from my city gave me vision
Felt like I should go on a another mission
Met a lot of people and I lost a lot of them
The ones that I still got, I'm calling em fam'
Lovin' all them homies even when they are away
City, country, continent, we're gonna find a way
Blazing summer days ever since were kids
Kicking back and chillin' all the time that's all I miss
I've been homing richies and I've been homing poors
Few got everything and few got closed doors
Few pushed me up when I fell off the track
A few were my brothers but they stabbed me in the back
And I used to wonder why
Life pushes things apart
Trying to survive
Through the most days it was hard
Used to overthink
And let the nights murder me
Now that I left my head
It's easier to see
Questions lead to questions
And answering's in vain
That's how a lot of people
Tend to go insane
Everything is booming
And it's stretching the membrane
My ambition's growing
And it's not about the fame
Riding
Yeah we riding
Riding
Yeah, we riding
Miss the ghetto days
Just a kid always layin' low
Punched in the throat
But I wouldn't ever let it go
Sometimes I was scared, yeah
Sometimes I was bold, yeah
They could even smell the fear
So the blood was running cold, yeah
I remember when
I was playing in the park
When the danger came
My homies turned their back
Couldn't catch my breath
I felt someone grabbin' me
"Give me the phone
The keys and the money"
With adrenaline
I clenched my fist real hard
Punched the motherf*cker
And ran for my life
Now I play it different
I ain't runnin from the fights
And I got new homies
That would never take their flights
Riding everyday
Better days I just wanna see
Yeah I carry on
Struggle days they still ride with me
Even when surrounded, outnumbered,
I'm still on my feet
Always keep my attitude
Got bad blood from street life
Got bad blood from street life
Got bad blood from street life
Riding
Yeah we riding
Got bad blood from street life
Riding
Yeah we riding
Got bad blood from street life
Riding
Yeah we riding
Riding
Yeah we riding
Got bad blood from street life
Riding
Yeah we riding
Riding
Yeah we riding
Got bad blood from street life
Riding
Yeah we riding
Riding
Yeah we riding
Riding
Yeah we riding
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Writer: ALEXANDRU GHEARA, TUDOR STEFAN POPESCU
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