Music: Cheniki Paulson/David Gordon/William Paulson/Samuel Makridakis
Nothing but realness
And I'm making sure your gon feel this
I'll Spray em right to their core with there jaw dropped an I keep it lit no sucker shit
We breaking free and you can't stop this movement
Walk past police no need to speak so I just keep on boosting
Brudda we not ever losing
Got my team ready to do shit
I spit confusing but my rhymes hit bitch and I'll prove it
It's ECB so what you want cause we not backing down
I blaze a ounce come round my town and I'll show you what we bout
I been allowed to do this
Brothers they know this music
keep it a hunnid not zero foot to the pedal while cruising
You suckers be looking stupid
Waiting with all your hands out
Imma hand these out lyrics so you can feel just how It felt now
It's a flex now blanco n ecb gone make a toast
Nah I don't stress problems be coming in and then they go cuzzie we blessed giving it all to god and nothing less we steady working in bish so when leave there's no regrets
Words I weaponise
Please better step aside
Break the record
Just cause someone had to set it high
Plug
Out the country but he get it by
Jesus
Hold me down through this heavy times
(X2)
Lately i've been wanting shark fin soup
I don't even know what that shit do
Level up I see the vision coming true
Don't teach enough
It's in my attitude and moods
Homies in these others avenues
Saying that there rapping too
Don't give a **** about em
Me im at the back reading books
Punching on
Just from romping all this bucket bongs
And the city don't sleep till it's 6 morn
Quit the wrapping bruh
I'm about to map it up
The water that your drinking
Got you thinking that we matching up
Back with it I'll be in it for the long run
I figure not flip dee while the varsity hot
Push down the wall the half of you won't
Take risks that the half of you don't
We roll deep with a cup full of cones
Wanted half told the cunt not to talk on the phone
Words I weaponise
Please better step aside
Break the record
Just cause someone had to set it high
Plug
Out the country but he get it by
Jesus
Hold me down through this heavy times
(X2)
You know the go
I hit em with the flow
Like I'm at that park bench sitting round with my bros
I just bag it up and sell it
The same old method
Like we baking bread yeah that dough we finna get it
What you want we some dons
Nah you can't **** with my squad
Knees deep in this shit
Went and got it out the mud
No shadow boxing here my shots be really hitting
When I come in with these writtens
I written and ****ing rip em
Still hustle for a cash stack
Weighing up I bag that
Handle business for bucks like working at the bank lad
Camo with the fit call that shit major pain stay shooting my shot never missing I'm taking aim
Leaving out the smoke like I'm Rambo
Ready for whatever no huddle my team know the go
You can try copy
Ain't gonna match the flow way I finish of this verse like a bitch mind blown