Redd Tha Artist - Startin' In Tha Streets Lyrics

I don't think they told you I'm a mother fucking beast
Lionhearted Nigga that be coming with the heat
Write a check, cut the leash
Cuz I'm ready for a feast
And its starting in the streets
Yea its starting in the streets

Focused on my hustle but these bitches wanna hate
Don't wanna see nobody except Benjamin face
And I got action for them busters
Telling they ass to pray
Cuz they my pray
And I'm hungry like everyday
Killing tracks, smashing plates
High as fuck and ain't no cake
Niggas on my side, defend my team, wont hesitate
To
Only hang with those that elivate you
Money on my mind and I can't wait to
Get to my next level
From being on my grind
Dedication to my dreams
Tryna make it from the pine
Nigga I was born to shine
And I don't care what's on your mind
Looking for the better tryna make my life devine

I don't think they told you I'm a mother fucking beast
Lionhearted Nigga that be coming with the heat
Write a check, cut the leash
Cuz I'm ready for a feast
And its starting in the streets
Yea its starting in the streets
I ain't rusty, I shine
I don't work, but I'm on my grind
Be productive everyday with my mother fuckin time
Bottom line, I'm on a come up
Catch, pass, no fumble
These motor mouth niggas ain't really ready to rumble
Ugh

Rubberband xhaser, kuz a youngin want paper
Money on my mind want dollar signs in my taper
Phetticinni and linguine, I'm feeling hungry, I eat it up
Saving bread, I stack it up, while I grind in the bluff
Makin tracks up in the kut, toes and up I'll ink you up
Bitxh I'ma ride for my fam kuz I kno niggas hate on us
I kno you aint my equal, step up wrong and I'll mistreat you
I'm about the hands, you talkin guns, I'ma delete you
Fake niggas like windsheilds yea, they see through
Krash yo shyt and break you, yea the wreck gone be lethal
Goin well ova 100 press my foot on the pedal
I aint evil trick I just live life like a rebel

I don't think they told you I'm a mother fucking beast
Lionhearted Nigga that be coming with the heat
Write a check, cut the leash
Cuz I'm ready for a feast
And its starting in the streets
Yea its starting in themstreets
I ain't rusty, I shine
I don't work, but I'm on my grind
Be productive everyday with my mother fuckin time
Bottom line, I'm on a come up
Catch, pass, no fumble
These motor mouth niggas ain't really ready to rumble
Ugh

I don't think they told you I'm a mother fucking beast
Lionhearted Nigga that be coming with the heat
Write a check, cut the leash
Cuz I'm ready for a feast
And its starting in the streets
Yea its starting in the streets