Classic Santi - Late Night on Your Street (feat. Sharif) Lyrics

I've never seen anybody
Like that before
They were talking of his past
They said we could sit down here
And he could think of some ways
To make money
He was so good at it, you know
So he built a lot of wealth
Big wealth
So his relatives killed him
To get all the wealth

Hey girl, I'm on your street
Hoping that you're home
For some niggas try to creep
He gon have to go to

Pull up to your scenery
Hoodrats probably seen me
Tisha probably want me
Trisha probably hate me
Brother on the porch
Niggas looking greazy
I ain't fast food
Won't eat off me
Slide off my shades
Still see the shade
Niggas hold the steel
Just so they can steal
Gotta be prepared
Just like fancy dinner
She hold me close
Just so she can feel
Zoop Zoop through yo hood
Woop Woop with the flame
Wu Tang with my gang
It's just me now
More than enough
Ain't trickin if you got it
More than enough

Hey girl, I'm on your street
Hoping that you're home
For some niggas try to creep
He gon have to go to
Hey girl, I'm on your street
Hoping that you're home
For some niggas try to creep
He gon have to go to

Skin tone nubian
Hair contain no ingredients
Give her the real
Treat it just like diamond
Told me she a queen
Said stop being modest
Girl you is a Goddess
Said those you love the hardest
Leave cracks where the heart is
Safe heart I ain't promise
Yes I'm in the game
I ain't no novice
Yes I gotta watch it
I know niggas watching
Minute hand moving
I know niggas clocking
Coming over late
Might be a little late
He try to engage
He won't be saaafe
Santi on the way
Got millions on the way
I'm a rich homie
She felt some type of way
Wait wait wait wait
What's that noise
Wait wait wait wait
What's that noise
Wait wait wait wait
What's that noise
Wait wait wait wait
Them yo boys...

Late night in a city
That is known for its crime
They will shoot you in yo mind
Through yo eye, leave you blind
Man it's tragic
Bullet to the leg
Have you moving like molasses
If you Steve Earkle
They gon' shoot you through yo glasses
On your street for looking
Don't know what's bout to happen
Girl, I came to see you
I ain't come here for that action
Hopefully these shooters
Don't be acting how they rapping
Cause if they really do
Then I can split them like a fraction
I should've never called you yeah
At this point I don't want you yeah
I knew this was a bad move yeah
And now I'm screaming daam you
Yeah I'm knocking on your door
I'm calling your phone
And then I get a text saying leave me alone
That moment I knew this the wrong place to be
I turn around to run but it was too late for me
Booow
LATE NIGHT ON YOUR STREET
Late night on your street
Late night on your street
Late night on your street

Hey girl, I'm on your street
Hoping that you're home
For some niggas try to creep
He gon have to go to
Hey girl, I'm on your street
Hoping that you're home
For some niggas try to creep
He gon have to go to