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Don't need no acceptance
Don't need absolution
I know these niggas swear they problems, but I'll be the solution
Ima beast in the studio
Me
a seat
Grew up around criminals
Some villains and some heroes, they just trying to eat
We trying to make it, don't run out of patience
I was more positive,
the most the same ones tryna give me dap
Holdup
Walk inside the club throw up yo gang if yeen scared
If you dont fuck wit yo opps and gonna paint they city
But I'm build different, you should know by now
When my niggas round, it's ghost town
Had to put 'em on cause they ain't know how
They ain't know what
to yo city, call me Eastside
I know some homies banging red, they sting you, bee-hive un-huh
And they don't sing like back-up dancers, they ain't behind
the road cause some niggas told
Way before Covid shit I was keeping my distance
Because the city where I'm from
I know that niggas will envy
They only want
breaking news
Who's this Boy Scout
Sleepin' on me snooze
I don't need your snobby roose
Here I'll open the door
Now get out of here
Rude
Pissed at the game
in my city that's a big fact
Lotta rappers cappin, I was never with the chit chat
They know who's the hottest, but they never would admit that
Had me
tryin to get by
They'll help you if you're in a jam
What you do with your private life they don't give a damn
But if someone's trouble, news spreads like
putting in that work
Catch a opps they ain't getting no pass I'm going to let that choppa twerk
I know shhhh real mad he can't bring them back
Fuck nigga
They don't know
We coming soon
It's that boy Ayden on the track
I'm gon' pull up with my mans we got it on sight
Got em jumping like the band they
finger to the cops
They don't know about the troops that's in us
High socks cuz my thoughts
Reminiscent only of the being bein' me and being human
In this
a slingshot on Mars
But I'm here by the road
Bound to the load
That I picked up in ten thousand cafes and bars
Alone with the rush of the drivers who
stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake
stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake
she cute
Hop on my pants and run to booth
Making more money they know that is true
Shawdy she bad tryna seduce
Finesse and get deafed I know how you
more work than them niggas who claim that they winning
I started from pennies, now it's pink faces and Benjis
Hard work pays off, I can show you true
the ditch
Huh, So I'm all out by my goals, girl, my heart be so froze
Sick n' tired of niggas, that be actin' like they whores
Know she like the taste, I'm
for wallet
You know I'm all about a profit
I roll it up now watch me light it
I'm known for rolling by lonely
But today it's Peco & Kid Tony
Back in
chin cleft
I don’t wanna argue bout who is up next
Cause I know I got two bodies left
Yes
No this beat ain’t from Mustard you still gotta catch up
No
do ya’ll expect us to become
My grand mom huh..
My grand mom ran a lot of blocks
You can just say her nickname
And everyone knows who she is
We
take the time (take the time)
Let me know what's on your mind (your mind)
Just because I'm yours don't make it right
(don't make it right)
Baby
When you loved like I'm loved
Somebody got to hate ya
And it don't surprise me at all 'cause you know I'ma street dude, you know
But I'm doing big
different places
But we hard from the start
Man I swear to god
Shoutout ones
Who never link
When they said they would
Even ones
When they link
When they never
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