[Lyric] City Streets (Young Myaa)

Yeah, uh
Its Myaaaaa
Yeah I'm back

Let's go
Was in this shit since 2018 yoo
I'm spitting bars nigga

I spit more shit then my mamma
Rappers really delusional
Eye to Eye , yeah they fake
Real niggas don't share plates
Talking Bout a whole bag
Real niggas not what y'all had
Y'all bitches its broke, yeah checking them price tags

If you mad, bitch stay mad
Yall bitches catfish behind a screen?
Damn nigga that's sad
I use to rap in my studio
Nigga's quiet like a mouse
Playing Peek a boo in ya house
Shot a bitch then ha spouse
Yeah, Y'all raking fake bars
Yeah y'all ain't really right
Y'all ain't really post up, When i said bitch Let's fight
Round 1, Round 2
Hit a nigga wit a upper cut
Shot a bitch with my Glock. (and all i hеar is stop)
Nigga ain't not stopping me
Y'all really try to block me
Hopping likе a bunny bitch
Ain't nothing really funny bitch
Yeah i said alot, but y'all really capalot
Like the Rapalot Family, nah nigga they don't rap alot

I'm dissing y'all come diss me
Broke bitches can't hit me
If y'all shot, y'all would miss me
Sorry y'all can't get me

It's back on blood (scary hoes hahaha)
Pussy hoes
I'm out dis shit mann