ES Tales

Back in the projects
 Back in the projects
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 I lost it all
 Now I'm back in the projects
 Big shots, hardcore drugs
 Everything crooked, what you thought this was?
 Steam pot, turned powder into rock
 Playin' go sour, that's how you get got
 Oooh shit, got it popping into bricks
 Part of playing cool, now it's time to get rich
 Keep in mind, never walk around block
 I can't get all of you in it
 All that back and forth gets me hot sometimes
 Wanna see somebody get locked out, just box one-time, shit
 Catch a fade, catch a fade, it ain't nothin'
 Get your head up, at the gym, bring your knuckles
 Look, I'm deep inside the projects where its bracken at
 You know the zip
 Where we take a quarter piece
 Flip it, tell the corner lit
 A1 yola, that fresh over the border shit
 Shoot outs and abortions, situations so unfortunate
 I knew a nigga, doing double digits, bust the head wide
 For another nigga, who's scared to rep his set right
 Now in solitary doing push ups by his bedside
 All you want is a green dot, this homie keeping himself fly
 Don't come around without your pass niggas on they tip
 Zero tolerance on niggas money, niggas want they shit
 Don't start nothing without your blood, that's a one way trip
 Six feet under real life that's all gunplay is
 That is that hood shit
 When young niggas on that misunderstood shit
 Jumping out of smoking rentals, K's with the wood grips
 Bitches for them bank statements and coming here to full split
 Don't you know no good, don't you know no good bitch?
 Don't you know no good, don't you know no good bitch?
 Don't you know no good, don't you know no good bitch?
 Don't you know no good, don't you know no good bitch?
 Don't you know no good, don't you know no good bitch?
 I can't get all of you in it
 Niggas jaw-jacking, they ain't on that hood shit
 Bitch we 'bout that action, on that wish you would shit
 All red flags, swag on ten
 We ain't in the club, we can't get our goods in
 So we in the hood, let you wasters look grim
 One time circling for colors of your skin
 Black lives matter out here, no way
 Cops get promotions while the family gotta pray
 It's fucked up
 Can't explain babies all in a dump truck
 It's all about that money mane, miss me with that Trump stuff
 Tryna make a dollar outta fifteen, don't get fucked up
 You're shaking the bag, get a buck then you lucked up
 You faking, you mad, you got a issue, you get fucked up
 Get laid on yo' ass, you feeling bad your blunt's crushed up
 We in the set, just bickin' it like the Cosbys
 Tryna get dope, live happy days like Chachi
 If you get a call from papi that's like Jesus calling
 All you do is execute, next ten seasons ballin'
 You can get the world, stay loyal, why you even trip?
 Don't you know no good, don't you know no good bitch?
 Don't you know no good, don't you know no good bitch?
 Don't you know no good, don't you know no good bitch?
 Don't you know no good, don't you know no good bitch?
 Don't you know no good, don't you know no good bitch?
 I can't get all of you in it...