Artist: Z-Ro
Album:  No Love Boulevard
Song:   Belong to the Streets
Typed by: Lil Hustle

(*talking*)
Yo what up, nah I ain't through yet
I'ma be there when I get through
I'ma be through, when I'm through
Man get the fuck off my phone with that shit man\

[Z-Ro]
Look, I got my money right now
No mo' month to month, I can buy this shit right now
Shining so bright, I don't need to buy no mo' ice now
They say no mo' ABN for Ro, he's so polite now
I know my haters, wanna see me down
I'm doing rich nigga shit, every time they see me now
Didn't believe me at first, I bet they believe me now
She use to see me everyday, it ain't that easy now
Cause I'm always, on my grind
Not the average nigga, I won't be home by nine
Anytime you wanna see me baby
All you gotta do, is turn on the TV baby
You ain't gotta keep blowing up my phone, all day
I'ma handle my bid'ness, then I'm on my way
Right after I put you to sleep, I'm right back out the do'
I'm trying to turn two into fo', and then fo' into mo'

[Chorus]
My heart, belongs to the street
But my love, belongs to you
If I don't work, then I don't eat
When I reach my quota, I'll fuck with you

[Z-Ro]
I be all across the country, chasing money everywhere
You ain't talking bout no money, then how could I ever care
Always at my hustle, these fellas are never there
And instead of looking over my shoulder, I said a prayer
God bless, and Lord knows
Everybody had Air Jordans, I couldn't afford those
They use to talk about me, cause I wore them poor clothes
So it ain't no love for niggaz, or for hoes
First of the month keep coming back, just like a boomerang
And to keep on living like this, I gotta do the same
So I got shit to do
But I can't wait, to give this dick to you
I gotta meet a couple people, on my way home
Seem like we never get to kick it, cause I stay gone
But when I look at how we living, I'm not tripping
So glad to see ya, I'm gon' fuck you right here in the kitchen

[Chorus]