Streets On Lock
Young Jeezy Lyrics

These niggas just hating they ain't talking 'bout shit
These people are jealous and not saying anything of value

I'm a grown ass man I flip my own brick
I am independent in my drug dealing business

I don't need yo help I can hold my own dick
I don't need anyone's assistance, I am self-sufficient

Ain't no motherfucker help me write my rhymes
I wrote my own lyrics, no one else helped me

Ain't no nigga pay for my studio time
I funded my own studio time, no one paid for it

See me at the top and want to claim my fame
People want to associate with my success

Nigga took my chain, yea motherfuckin' right
Someone claiming to steal my chain is lying

You better off saying a nigga took my life
It would be more believable if someone claimed to take my life than my chain

Want to assassinate my character, but I ain't acting
People are trying to ruin my reputation, but I am genuine

It ain't adding up so you niggas subtracting
The situation doesn't make sense, people are removing themselves from it

B.I.G. said it first more money more problems
Notorious B.I.G. coined the phrase

The way I see it more problems, more money (What's up)
I believe that making more money brings more problems

I got the streets on lock
I control the streets

Atlanta on my back
I represent and work for Atlanta

I do it for the hood
I am doing this for my community

You got a problem with that?
Do you have an issue with my motives?

Real nigga so this rap shit easy
I am authentic and rap comes naturally to me

(When I speak) Theses niggas believe me
When I speak, people trust what I say

'Cause bitch I'm Jeezy
I am Jeezy, a renowned rapper

Eyes wide shut I don't see these niggas
I ignore these people

'Cause deep in your heart you want to be me nigga
You envy me

Want to stand in my shoes
You want to be in my position

Want to fuck my hoes
You want to sleep with the women I am with

Want to live my life
You want to live my successful lifestyle

Want to rock my shows (No)
You want to perform as successfully as I do, but you can't

Ya young punks with ya loose ass lips
You young people talk too much

I keep a AR with them loose ass clips
I carry a powerful weapon to protect myself

What type of real nigga name himself after a bag
He is questioning the legitimacy of a rapper's name

Nigga you's a hoe, a Louis Vuitton fag
He insults someone's masculinity

My name ain't dick so keep it out ya mouth
Don't talk about me in a disrespectful manner

It is what it is, look I am Da South (That's right)
He proudly represents the southern hip-hop scene

Big Mac you niggas small fries
He is more successful and important than other rappers

You just another nigga I'm more like the franchise
He is the main, essential hip-hop artist

I was born in the field raised in Atlanta
He is gives his origin story

Pop busted a nut here so I was made in Atlanta (Ha ha)
He is basically bragging about his place of origin

Mat Lew died so I stayed in Atlanta
He remained in Atlanta due to unfortunate events

Had a plug on the squares got paid in Atlanta
He made money on the side through drug dealing

22's on the 2-door it sits so right
His car has nice rims

Ice tray on my wrist yea it shines so bright
He has a flashy, expensive watch

Make moves in the day and I ball by night
He hustles and treats himself to luxuries

911 Porsche I was on that flight
He has the privilege of owning a Porsche and traveling by plane

5'9, 6'1 I call 'em the twin towers
He refers to his associates as twin towers, making the connection to 9/11

Had 'em on a triple stack
He had a drug deal set up with these associates

Hit 'em both in the shower
He sexually engaged with two women at once

Pedal to the medal 'bout a buck 85
He speeds at around 185 miles per hour

Mr. 17-5, slow head while I drive (What's up)
He references his drug dealing, while also engaging in sexual acts while driving