Lyrics:
and he said his name was Bernie
I put in a Slim Whitman tape, my wife put on a brand new hair net
Kids were in the back seat jumping up and down,
and he said his name was Bernie
I put in a Slim Whitman tape, my wife put on a brand new hair net
Kids were in the back seat jumping up and down,
grinding cause I Knew this shit was written
Age 8 could of lost my life
Arm split down the middle By the blade of a knife
Ambulance scream ain't no Light in
in yo phone by my side you acting new
I was loyal to the end but you had another dude
You my bonnie I'm yo clyde hiding choppers in the room
And it's
called me cocky (Conceded lil nigga)
I'll beat ya ass up
Leave my gun in my pocket
You can call me Rocky
But I got to Bonnie
So it's more like Clyde
Drakes
and love
Sometimes at night the pictures of my ancestors
Come alive and talk to me
They call out my name and wake me up
From the middle of a dream
They say
the evening, at the middle of the road
Only thinking about the thought of the coming at home
When everyone is sleeping and my bed calls my name
The only time
like a victory
By then I was lit
With a click
Not a thing to gz
This by middle school
I was cool before the beats
I would write
Rap for no one
First name is still Ed
My middle name is still James
But hold up, wait! Let me pause for the cause
I'm bustin all them suckers that
Be givin up them
at my highest heights
All she wanted was a quiet night
I was tryna get rich off the China white (yeah)
She knows what I do on the road
My name's well
Sliding in the SRT and I got my shirt off
Got the phone on DND, no silent, all alerts off
You the middle man pushin' work for yo big dawg
Came up out
like SK why u cocky
Come in with the pump I make him pump his breaks not talking Bobby
On my mob shit to his head I hold the shotty
Road rage in
that ain't No grams
SB's on my feet, they cost 350
Fly out in a bitch, you can keep them Boof ass Yeezy's
Rockstar gander on my middle name, should be
Meet me by the banks of the sweet primrose
Follow it down to the shady grove
Bonnie blow the breeze by the cabin door
No two lovers could ask for
To share with you mine
Here's what I've been up to
My name is Ethan King
But you can call me Ekko
Behind the scenes
I'm pulling strings
Feeling like
reflect, your strong threats like my name was Vector
Now back in USA in the back of a black escalade
With 4 female security legally getting paid to spray
your donkey by my lonely I eat pussy like Shoney's
That's Tunechi, homie, master of ceremonies
I knock 'em down, domino effect, no pepperoni
I swear
And you disgusting
Wait I just went to New York with my dad
Road to Chinatown
Say you don't know me
She be acting like a baby
Every time she goes
Line lil' boujee, all my bitches got a bad mouth
You didn't wanna fight in middle school, you wanna scrap now?
Put your hands down and point to, I'm
name on the dotted line
Shit, I'm in my bag, try me
It's colostomy time
You need to transform, Optimus Prime
Cause you ain't got a dime
You still livin
that I need
I’ll be out on the road just holding my own
And a few of the strangers I meet
Well I don’t need to take your name
Or join the family
You can
homies in my DM, wtf Lee
Real shit bonnie, we was road runnin'
Real bitch by yo side, never stole from ya
Violation got no bond, now you in them walls
In
And he said: "The name of my rig is Phantom 309
I asked him why he called his rig such a name
He said: "Son, this old Mack can put 'em all to shame
her statement
I gotta take the longer route on my road to Greatness
I gave up almost 3 times in the past 3 years
I had to boss up
Make some changes
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