Gangster Love (inspired by Tanya Stephens) These streets don't love you like I do Remember when it was just us two Now it's just you and your crew I wish you'd treat me like your yacht? Keep me wet while the waves rock Instead of leaving me here to rot Why can't you stay with me like your corner? And wrap your lips around me like your marijuana Well don't say I didn't warn ya' I wish you'd stay on me like your phone Instead of leaving me all alone Why can't you tend me like the leaves you've grown? Why can't you love me like your cash? Carry me around so I make you look flash Hold on to me close like your hidden stash Why don't you ride my like your cars? Shine me up like your stars Instead of spitting your ganger bars Why can't you hang with me like your thugs? Treat me as a woman should Instead of choosing to hang in the hood These streets don't love you like I do When the cops or the thugs come after you I wander if in jail you'll find a new crew? Because I'm not about to stand by you These streets won't ever love you like I do...