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Street Rep (feat. SDP Trip) Video (MV)




Performed By: Fellow Human
Language: English
Length: 2:33
Written by: Patrick Cooper




Fellow Human - Street Rep (feat. SDP Trip) Lyrics
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Check my street rep
I demand respect
Nigga you a reject
Was born with lotta defect
Twisting up a pound to settle down feeling refreshed
Bopping through pjects with hittas on my side
Niggas thinking it's white castle if it's beef I'mma slide
I might pull up to the scene with some new feet on my ride
Nigga thought he was a dog had to get him euthanized
I'm the sin of pride
If she want it I provide
Walk around like I'm that nigga and these bitches ain't denied
I never supplied
I just get it and divide
Waddup to my city
313 where I reside
Told her where I'm from now she thinking I'm big Sean
Then they said I was the goat and now she think I'm Baby Tron nah
Bitch I'm Fellow Human all the goons call me Gandhi
Look at all this water thought my chain was Dasani
Tryna copy flow, niggas thinking they Kakashi
If it's beef I'mma hit the scene serving Miyazaki
She gone ride the dick, like she whipping Kawasaki
And the wheels stand still when I'm whipping Maserati nigga
See I might pop out in yo hood like it's my city baby
And when I told her where I'm from she think I'm skilla baby
Ho if you push me then I'm ending up a Killa baby
I might shoot 50 to dawg cuz he a hitta baby
She sent a text at 2am and now I'm pushing 80
Then I put back on my clothes and now she looking crazy
All this codeine in my cup got me lazy
It's gone be a minute gotta get in from Haiti
This hurricane nigga, full of purple rain nigga
Bitches think I'm different cuz I'm different not the same nigga
Twin got extend he ain't even gotta aim it
Bitches want kid I ain't even gotta claim it
She don't get the picture, listen up, let me paint it
You gone bring friend through, then get us acquainted
She gone get it up and then you can maintain it
I'mma bend her down poke it rearrange it
F*cking with me is dangerous, bitch I'm inhumane
I won't put I'm on a shirt, I'll put him in a chain
I been on my shit nigga jiving with my dame
He pay for the pussy, what a dork, niggas lame
Miche be the jeweler check the letters on my chain
Flipping paper, origami style, catching paper planes
I been out the way nigga staying in my lane
Not sorry can't relate nigga , we are not the same
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Check my street rep
I demand respect
Nigga you a reject
Was born with lotta defect
Twisting up a pound to settle down feeling refreshed
Bopping through pjects with hittas on my side
Niggas thinking it's white castle if it's beef I'mma slide
I might pull up to the scene with some new feet on my ride
Nigga thought he was a dog had to get him euthanized
I'm the sin of pride
If she want it I provide
Walk around like I'm that nigga and these bitches ain't denied
I never supplied
I just get it and divide
Waddup to my city
313 where I reside
Told her where I'm from now she thinking I'm big Sean
Then they said I was the goat and now she think I'm Baby Tron nah
Bitch I'm Fellow Human all the goons call me Gandhi
Look at all this water thought my chain was Dasani
Tryna copy flow, niggas thinking they Kakashi
If it's beef I'mma hit the scene serving Miyazaki
She gone ride the dick, like she whipping Kawasaki
And the wheels stand still when I'm whipping Maserati nigga
See I might pop out in yo hood like it's my city baby
And when I told her where I'm from she think I'm skilla baby
Ho if you push me then I'm ending up a Killa baby
I might shoot 50 to dawg cuz he a hitta baby
She sent a text at 2am and now I'm pushing 80
Then I put back on my clothes and now she looking crazy
All this codeine in my cup got me lazy
It's gone be a minute gotta get in from Haiti
This hurricane nigga, full of purple rain nigga
Bitches think I'm different cuz I'm different not the same nigga
Twin got extend he ain't even gotta aim it
Bitches want kid I ain't even gotta claim it
She don't get the picture, listen up, let me paint it
You gone bring friend through, then get us acquainted
She gone get it up and then you can maintain it
I'mma bend her down poke it rearrange it
F*cking with me is dangerous, bitch I'm inhumane
I won't put I'm on a shirt, I'll put him in a chain
I been on my shit nigga jiving with my dame
He pay for the pussy, what a dork, niggas lame
Miche be the jeweler check the letters on my chain
Flipping paper, origami style, catching paper planes
I been out the way nigga staying in my lane
Not sorry can't relate nigga , we are not the same
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Writer: Patrick Cooper
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