These Streets

You know, I can still remember when it was just me and you
 Suddenly, it turned you and your crew
 Forget everything bout your 'Boo'
 Ah boy
 I wish you woulda treat me like your glock,
 I woulda love it if you keep me pon cock
 I wish you woulda treat me like your yacht,
 Keep me wet while the waves dem a rock
 Why you cant stay pon me like the corner,
 And keep your lips pon me like your marijuana
 I woulda love it if you treat me like the club,
 Stay up inna me whole night just
 A bump 'n grind 'n rub
 You dont understand what your woman needs from her man
 While you deh pon the streets all the time,
 Just bear this in mind, Whoa
 These streets dont love you like I do,
 You need fi know that
 You wanna keep your woman loving you then you need fi show that
 The love we have weh did take so much effort fi build,
 You about fi blow that
 But just like a played out jersey,
 You about fi get throwback
 I wish you woulda treat me like a ounce,
 Me know you nah leggo that when you bounce
 You shoulda deh home a knock boots like your Tims
 Need fi act older than the size
 A yuh rims
 I wish you woulda stay pon me like the phone man
 And never leave the house without
 Me like your chrome man
 Boy I wish you woulda treat me like your whips,
 Your girl's a perfect 10 but your Benz
 Dem a only a 5 and a 6
 You dont understand what your woman needs from her man
 While you deh pon the streets all the time,
 Just bear this in mind
 These streets dont love you like I do,
 You need fi know that
 You wanna keep your woman loving you then you need fi show that
 The love we have weh did take so much effort fi build,
 You about fi blow that
 But just like a played out jersey,
 You about fi get throwback
 Now the feds have them case and the gavel a pound
 Me a look fi a familiar face
 Me no see none around
 When you call me collect a gi mi errands fi do
 Me nuh see no hot gal me nuh see
 None of your 'crew'
 Government seize everything,
 The G's everything and another baller done take over
 The spot
 A run trees everything, the keys,
 Everything and 10 calls a month is all you've
 Got saying
 Now you understand
 What I was tryna to say to my man
 Why you dey an dere pon the grind
 You shoulda bear this in mind
 Say the streets dem nuh give a damn,
 Bang diddly bang
 A just the place weh you peddle pon
 (You need fi know that)
 You fall in love with the corner,
 You can't say me never warn you
 (And ya need fi show that)
 These streets don't love you like I do
 U know these streets don't love you
 And oh these streets can't hug you
 These streets don't love you like I do
 U know these streets don't love you (like i do)
 These streets don't love you like I do
 U know these streets don't love you
 These streets don't love you like I do (like I do)
 These streets don't love you like I do
 U know these streets don't love you (like I do)
 U know these streets don't love you (like I do)