Letra de Ebony
Pop a Perc' and lose your life if you wanted to for sure
I'll turn a ho up right now just 'cause bro 'nem said I won't
And when they callin' me, they beggin', that's why I DND phones
I'll turn a ho up right now just 'cause bro 'nem said I won't
And when they callin' me, they beggin', that's why I DND phones
In the Yami, I'm in traffic with Jefe, three or four poles
Niggas talk that gangster shit, then go out bad, they get exposed
Nineteen, don't got no kids, I got two cars and hella money
Gangster niggas never shoot back, when they die, that shit be funny
Hit they block, know I got two shots, I got Drac' and I got button
60K pocket change, know I might blow that shit tonight
We been FaceTimin' on Skype, now I might send that ho a flight
Bouncin' back state to state, I fuckеd like twelve hoеs in two nights
Know I stopped sippin' lean, so I still sip Sprite with the ice
NYC, link with Izzy, spent a hundred on my ice
Every time I go rock a show, I hope Smurk just get out that night
Melly fightin' a petty case, the police don't wanna do right
They ain't gon' let bro bust a right, bail out right, hate he had to die
I smoke weed, know I get high, my mama happy for my life
I fuck every hoes with condoms, I can't get hit with the fye
Tell the truth, bitch, do not lie, my granny and grandaddy died
That's why I wake up and strive
I'ma get my mom a billi' and I bet she will not cry
She a girly, but a gangster, that's why I fuck with her vibe
She know I was blowin' heaters 'cause I stole blick from my dad
At least when I stole a whip at night on high-speeds, I ain't crash
All this shit just happened fast, all this money comin' in
I been rackin' so much chicken, I'm gon' buy myself a Benz
All my lil' bro know is spin, no ABC, tote F&Ns
Hit a nigga from the backside, he ain't see him walkin' in
Whoever got ten million, ain't tryna talk, pass me the pen
I'm only nineteen with two in the vault, I stand on biz
Not to mention I walk around with like a hundred, it's not a fib
Play ball or tote a blick 'cause where I'm from, that's how you live
Know niggas died on drills, they thought that they was him for real
.308 fire shit up, that chopper make his ass sit still
In the 'Raq, an opp probably gettin' chased down while I'm up in the hill
You know this shit for real, my young niggas thirsty for a kill
You know this shit for real
Niggas talk that gangster shit, then go out bad, they get exposed
Nineteen, don't got no kids, I got two cars and hella money
Gangster niggas never shoot back, when they die, that shit be funny
Hit they block, know I got two shots, I got Drac' and I got button
60K pocket change, know I might blow that shit tonight
We been FaceTimin' on Skype, now I might send that ho a flight
Bouncin' back state to state, I fuckеd like twelve hoеs in two nights
Know I stopped sippin' lean, so I still sip Sprite with the ice
NYC, link with Izzy, spent a hundred on my ice
Every time I go rock a show, I hope Smurk just get out that night
Melly fightin' a petty case, the police don't wanna do right
They ain't gon' let bro bust a right, bail out right, hate he had to die
I smoke weed, know I get high, my mama happy for my life
I fuck every hoes with condoms, I can't get hit with the fye
Tell the truth, bitch, do not lie, my granny and grandaddy died
That's why I wake up and strive
I'ma get my mom a billi' and I bet she will not cry
She a girly, but a gangster, that's why I fuck with her vibe
She know I was blowin' heaters 'cause I stole blick from my dad
At least when I stole a whip at night on high-speeds, I ain't crash
All this shit just happened fast, all this money comin' in
I been rackin' so much chicken, I'm gon' buy myself a Benz
All my lil' bro know is spin, no ABC, tote F&Ns
Hit a nigga from the backside, he ain't see him walkin' in
Whoever got ten million, ain't tryna talk, pass me the pen
I'm only nineteen with two in the vault, I stand on biz
Not to mention I walk around with like a hundred, it's not a fib
Play ball or tote a blick 'cause where I'm from, that's how you live
Know niggas died on drills, they thought that they was him for real
.308 fire shit up, that chopper make his ass sit still
In the 'Raq, an opp probably gettin' chased down while I'm up in the hill
You know this shit for real, my young niggas thirsty for a kill
You know this shit for real
