E-Way
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Lyrics
12 Got behind me i hit that e way Don kel he slimy In the back i got a homicide That's a Stick with a body body Bitch Stick hot as wasabi If they get it they'll fry me Gotta get these ns from behind me (Yea) 130 The dash i do the dash they on my ass for real Hit the conner with the glock and the pills Just popped a addy so i'm focus still My head on my shoulders my shit on a swivel This shit just might get critical Every turn i make is pivotal When you getting money they envy you When you having paper they envy you When you doing good they wanna end you When you doing good they wanna intrude It get hard but a na gotta stay true When i was down bad i felt the rain When them ns switched up i took it with a salt of gran If I was a cuban link i still wouldn't change Been through it all, remain the same Go against the gang we bust your brain Trying to maintain Kinda hard to stay sane No tapanga but i keep that trip You can get flipped, shots out the whip Look into my eyes man all you see is pain Shots out that flame Think it's a game Shit ain't been the same since i lost my blood It ain't been the same since he went down that road Bout my family you get a whole 100 slugs Free my dawg, yea that's my main person Yea yea yea i know your mom hurting Yea yea yea i know your mom hurting 12 Got behind me I hit that e way Don kel he slimy In the back i got a homi That's a Stick with a body body bitch Stick hot as wasabi if they get it they'll fry me Gotta get these ns from behind me yea Yea yea big facts Pussy ass ns want me to relapse I been doing my best not to react You know don ride with that fucking (Scrap) You know don ride with that fucking (Scrap) Make a pussy na run a fucking lap Make a pussy na get his head crack Better watch yo bitch she might get hit She gone off that perky just threw me a ally Bitch Im in the mood bitch give me top Just Bought a draco it's fresh out the box Don't walk in my crib, you better knock (Two shots) my yhap caught a free body One in the leg and one in the head Give a na cancer shots out the sig Close casket hollow tips (Flip his wig) Hollywood our life like a movie All my friends are dead i'm not talking no uzi Sipping medicine shit got me feeling woozy You bitch give me deep throat yeah she gone goose me Smoking cookies supply it's as strong as a roofie When i was in philly i was trapping by lucys Now a thousand dollars feels like loose change Now I'm kicking shit like lou kane Can't fuck the same hoes it don't feel the same Can't fuck with bro, he went against the grain Popping my shit let my nuts hang Spin that boy block like a ceiling fan Body on the choppa, on the e way Body on the choppa, on the e way Body on the choppa, on the e way Body on the choppa, on the e way (Yea)
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:16
- Key
- 4
- Tempo
- 114 BPM