STREETS OF RAGE Video (MV)

No I can't, I can't even f*ck with you Now I can't even f*ck with you
No I can't, No I can't even f*ck with you
I can't even f*ck with you If it ain't about no money, niggas soft
Back in the day they was bitches, now them niggas steppin
Bitches groupies, back then hoes ain't want me
And now I'm hot, they on me, f*ck these hoes
I'm a fresh nigga always, in some new money
Niggas funny, sayin' you the plug
But you ain't really got it, where your money
How you older than me, but I'm your big homie
Bitch, I'm pressure, you could catch a cold
With all this damn drip, I graduated
From sellin' bows, nigga, and poppin' my shit
It's a dirty game, in this wild, wild world
In these streets of rage, getting paid
I just hope God can keep me out the way
Yeah, I'm saved, back then I would've checked you
But now I just peep game, took some L's
But at the end of the day, that just made me a better man
I tried to tell him I was gon' be that nigga
I just had me a better plan
You can talk all that rah-rah, nigga
But I'm still catchin' plays, nigga, f*ck your beef
You ain't gettin' no money, my nigga, you truly lame
I'm on the block all day, collectin' these checks
Nigga, like I'm Terrence Mann
Who would've dreamt all this, that I
Turn all my peers, to my biggest fans
I wouldn't dare f*ck with you
I was down, you wouldn't lend me a helping hand
I just know, if I kept f*ckin' with you
One day you would've took the stand
Without God in my life I wouldn't even know where I stand
Times get hard, so momma just know
I had to get me a different plan
You can have all that flashy shit
At the end of the day, I'ma get them bands
I'm in the jungle, tryna come up, 900 a ticket
Come get a bag, I can't f*ck with no bitch I ain't never had
It's Sosa World, baby, come get a bag, let go
Let go, let go
Cause I can't even f*ck with you
Cause I can't even f*ck with you
Look, man, I can't even f*ck with you
Man, I can't, yeah
Man, I can't even f*ck with you
If it ain't about no money
Niggas soft, back in the day, they was bitches
Now them niggas steppin', bitches groupies
Back then, hoes ain't want me, and now I'm hot, they on me
F*ck these hoes, I'm a fresh nigga
Always in some new money, niggas funny
Sayin' you a plug, but you ain't really got it
Where yo money, how you older than me
But I'm your big homie, bitch, I'm pressure
You can catch cold with all this damn drip
I graduated from sellin' bows, nigga
And poppin' my shit