(feat. Akon)





[Akon:]

(Konvict)

Akon and French Montana



[Hook: Akon]

I don't know what it is

But it keeps callin' my name, I can't imagine me leavin' this game

I'll tell you what it is

It's the money, the cars, the clothes and all these fast ass hoes (hoes)

It got me married to the streets

Married to the streets, married to the streets (streets)

It got me married to the streets, married to the streets

Yeah, yeah, honey I'm home



[Verse 1: French Montana]

A hammer for a ring, a vest for a suit

And a judge for a priest, jury taking seats

Now your married to the streets, death do us apart

My next move to the charts, French movin' that Parkay (yeah, yeah)

I'm what you niggaz never was

Came in coughin' kushy, walked out coughin' blood

A G or more, on that Automar'

Montana play the cut like Neospore

What the bloodclaat, dreadlock, murder them

Yessir, left his body shakin' like turbulence (yeah, yeah)

I been in bread, said he been vet

A killer sending threats on the internet

I'm a pimp, 50 large, rubber bands

Conversation, bitch pawned her wedding band

I'm cold as a fridge top

I got the game in a headlock (yeah, yeah)

(Honey I'm home)



[Hook: Akon]

I don't know what it is

But it keeps callin' my name, I can't imagine me leavin' this game

I'll tell you what it is

It's the money, the cars, the clothes and all these fast ass hoes (hoes)

It got me married to the streets

Married to the streets, married to the streets (streets)

It got me married to the streets, married to the streets

Yeah, yeah, honey I'm home



[Verse 2: French Montana]

I'm married to the streets, 100 karats on my piece

Got money on money, you'll be countin' it for weeks

No top, hit the block, get the head, get a shot

Hit the club, I'm a star, see my table be the bar

Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all, money stack, money tall

Hit the dealer, 100 large, hit the club, 100 cars

Cut a check, I'm a work, tell Flex bomb it first

Throw it back, show me love, crack a bottle, blow a dub (Haaah)

It's Macaroni nigga don't even drop (Haaah)

Over the sticker, lookin' slick in the drop (Haaah)

The drought is over, Coke Wave, baking soda

Twerkin', my weed purple like grape soda

Me and 'Kon like Shaq and Lebron

It's Montana baby, lookin' like you mad I made it

Catch me in the fresh Airs, Louis bag, white tee, Gucci hat

Game in a doobie wrap, streets keep calling back



[Hook: Akon]

I don't know what it is

But it keeps callin' my name, I can't imagine me leavin' this game

I'll tell you what it is

It's the money, the cars, the clothes and all these fast ass hoes (hoes)

It got me married to the streets

Married to the streets, married to the streets (streets)

It got me married to the streets, married to the streets

Yeah, yeah, honey I'm home



[Akon:]

Yeah, yeah

Honey I'm home

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Honey I'm home

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, honey I'm home