Streets Don't Love You
A Boogie Wit da Hoodie Lyrics


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I was there and I ain't never
Yeah, yeah
I was hurtin'
But I ain't need you
Streets never, mhm
Streets don't love you, they'll turn their back on you
Streets don't love you, they will turn their back on you
They'll turn their back on you

Streets don't love you, they killed Quado
Streets don't love you, they killed Beasty
Let my niggas come home tomorrow
Don't just let them see me on TV
Let my niggas up out that you know
You don't even know how I be thinkin' that shit crazy
Not my broski, no, not my bros, yeah
Let my niggas come home tomorrow
Free V12, yo
I remember when we was like 12 we went through hell, yo
Back when niggas was gettin' they Biggies and they Pelles took
Bitches used to curve me, used to swerve me, nigga, now look
They ain't never want me, now they askin' to get they nails done
I know I smell like dope, they gassin' me tellin' me I smell good
Passin' me the pussy, I passed it to my homie real quick
Audacity to ask me 'bout the bitches that I still fuck
The audacity to ask me 'bout the bitches that I still fuck
Your ass is lookin' fat, them Fashion Nova jeans look real good
I'm glad that I came up 'cause I ain't know where I would end up
The 30 clip is on me but the hoodie cover my extendo
And niggas act so tough
But I just swear they don't wanna start, though
Lemme tell you 'bout this young nigga from the Bronx, though
Everybody want his head but nobody had his heart, though
Robbin' everybody like he don't believe in karma
Somebody told the feds what he did, they lined him
Told 'em where that nigga lived, yeah, they really lined him
He still sleepin' at his crib like fuck it if they find him
Prices on his head 'cause he hit a opp up
Money on his head got him moving wiser
Hoodie on his head, they wanna paint his poncho
Pulled up to the crib, he living wit' his moms, though
But they don't even care, they like, "Hit 'em all up"
His eyes turned red and his fists balled up
Voices in his head sayin', "Kill them all," but
Bullets hittin' glass, goin' through the walls, oh
All he heard was screamin', he feel like his time's up
He ain't had no time to go reach for a glove
He just grabbed the pump, start squeezin' at the door
But then he seen his moms laid out on the floor
He dropped down to his knees, head high to the Lord
Ain't the type to cry, but his mom, he really loved
Tears from his eyes dropped beside of the blood
He wishing it won't hurt, but he cried 'cause it does
Then he put his own pump right to his mouth (bop)

Like, nah-nah-nah
Yeah, nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah
No
No-no-no-no-no
No-no
Like, nah-nah-nah-nah
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah




Nah-nah-nah-nah
Yeah

Overall Meaning

The song "Streets Don't Love You" by A Boogie wit da Hoodie is an emotional portrayal of the harsh reality of living life on the streets. The first verse talks about how the singer, who was previously hurt and in need, did not turn to the streets for comfort, as the streets don't love anyone. The chorus repeats this idea of the streets not loving people and turning their backs on them. The second verse paints a picture of how the streets have taken lives of people close to the singer and how he wishes for his friends to be freed from prison. The rest of the verse talks about how his life has changed since he became successful, and how people who previously ignored him are now seeking his attention.


The third and final verse of the song recounts a tragic event where a young man, who had been robbing people and had a bounty on his head, accidentally kills his own mother in the crossfire. He then takes his own life realizing the gravity of what he has done. A Boogie wit da Hoodie's message in this song is that no matter how much one may think they are in control, the streets will always remain unforgiving and brutal.


Line by Line Meaning

I was there and I ain't never
I have been through difficult situations and tough times before


Yeah, yeah
Expression of affirmation or agreement


I was hurtin'
I was in pain or distress


But I ain't need you
I was able to recover without your help


Streets never, mhm
The streets never cared about me


Streets don't love you, they'll turn their back on you
The streets are unpredictable and can turn their back on you at any time


Streets don't love you, they will turn their back on you
The streets are unpredictable and can turn their back on you at any time


They'll turn their back on you
The streets can betray you when you least expect it


Streets don't love you, they killed Quado
The streets can lead to violence and cause people to lose their lives


Streets don't love you, they killed Beasty
The streets can lead to violence and cause people to lose their lives


Let my niggas come home tomorrow
I hope my friends who are incarcerated get released soon


Don't just let them see me on TV
I want my friends to see my success in person and not just on television


Let my niggas up out that you know
I want my friends to be freed from prison


You don't even know how I be thinkin' that shit crazy
You don't understand how difficult it is for me to deal with my situation


Not my broski, no, not my bros, yeah
My closest friends mean a lot to me


Free V12, yo
I want my friend V12 to be released from prison


I remember when we was like 12 we went through hell, yo
I remember the struggles we went through as kids


Back when niggas was gettin' they Biggies and they Pelles took
Back when people were getting their clothing and valuables stolen


Bitches used to curve me, used to swerve me, nigga, now look
Women used to reject me but now they are interested because of my success


They ain't never want me, now they askin' to get they nails done
Women who were not interested in me before now want to be pampered by me


I know I smell like dope, they gassin' me tellin' me I smell good
Women are attracted to me despite the fact that I smell like drugs


Passin' me the pussy, I passed it to my homie real quick
I gave the opportunity to have sex to my friend instead of pursuing it myself


Audacity to ask me 'bout the bitches that I still fuck
People have the nerve to question me about my sexual partners


The audacity to ask me 'bout the bitches that I still fuck
People have the nerve to question me about my sexual partners


Your ass is lookin' fat, them Fashion Nova jeans look real good
Someone compliments me on my clothing and body


I'm glad that I came up 'cause I ain't know where I would end up
I am grateful for my success because it has changed my life


The 30 clip is on me but the hoodie cover my extendo
I am carrying a weapon but I am trying to conceal it with my clothing


And niggas act so tough
People act like they are invincible and untouchable


But I just swear they don't wanna start, though
I don't think they actually want to engage in conflict


Lemme tell you 'bout this young nigga from the Bronx, though
I want to share a story about a young man from the Bronx


Everybody want his head but nobody had his heart, though
Everyone wants to take him down but no one understands him emotionally


Robbin' everybody like he don't believe in karma
He steals from people without worrying about the consequences


Somebody told the feds what he did, they lined him
Someone told the police about his criminal activity and he got caught


Told 'em where that nigga lived, yeah, they really lined him
The informant gave them information about where he lived and he was caught


He still sleepin' at his crib like fuck it if they find him
He is still sleeping at home even though he knows that he is in danger of getting arrested or worse


Prices on his head 'cause he hit a opp up
There is a reward offered for information leading to his capture because he attacked a rival gang member


Money on his head got him moving wiser
The reward money has made him more cautious


Hoodie on his head, they wanna paint his poncho
He is trying to conceal his identity by wearing a hoodie so that people cannot recognize him


Pulled up to the crib, he living wit' his moms, though
He lives with his mother


But they don't even care, they like, "Hit 'em all up"
His enemies and the people who want to capture him do not care about his living situation and want to harm him anyway


His eyes turned red and his fists balled up
He is becoming angry and emotional


Voices in his head sayin', "Kill them all," but
He is being influenced by his violent thoughts and emotions


Bullets hittin' glass, goin' through the walls, oh
Bullets are being shot and are damaging the surroundings


All he heard was screamin', he feel like his time's up
He is hearing screaming and feels like he is running out of time


He ain't had no time to go reach for a glove
He did not have time to put on gloves to avoid leaving fingerprints at the scene of the crime


He just grabbed the pump, start squeezin' at the door
He grabbed his gun and began shooting at the people trying to enter his home


But then he seen his moms laid out on the floor
He saw that his mother had been hurt or killed


He dropped down to his knees, head high to the Lord
He fell to his knees and prayed for help from God


Ain't the type to cry, but his mom, he really loved
He is not usually an emotional person, but he deeply loved his mother


Tears from his eyes dropped beside of the blood
He cried and his tears mixed with his mother's blood


He wishing it won't hurt, but he cried 'cause it does
He wanted the pain to go away but it still hurt him deeply


Then he put his own pump right to his mouth (bop)
He became so overwhelmed with emotion that he put his gun in his mouth


Like, nah-nah-nah
Expression of disbelief or denial


Yeah, nah-nah
Expression of denial or refusal


Nah-nah-nah-nah
Expression of denial or refusal


Nah-nah-nah-nah
Expression of denial or refusal


No
Expression of denial or refusal


No-no-no-no-no
Expression of denial or refusal


No-no
Expression of denial or refusal


Like, nah-nah-nah-nah
Expression of disbelief or denial


Oh-oh
Expression of realization or surprise


Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Expression of realization or surprise


Whoa-oh
Expression of surprise or shock


Nah-nah-nah-nah
Expression of denial or refusal


Nah-nah
Expression of denial or refusal


Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Expression of denial or refusal


Nah-nah-nah-nah
Expression of denial or refusal


Yeah
Expression of agreement or affirmation




Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Artist Dubose, Jahaan Sweet, Tash Phillips

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In almost every song Boogie raps about Quado and Beasty. That's a real homie mental, respect 🕊️

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Don't forget beasty

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He's mentioned Quado in Jungle he will never forget them

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