EARTHGANG, Royce da 5'9" - The L's lyrics

Alright, turn it up in the headphones
You know it's crazy
I'm recording this by my dad's stuff
Tell him I said i need to charge my phone
You get it? You get it? Cause you get it
Get it? Cause it's true to invoke ya
You need to, you need to get you light
Together and go to Everest alright

I can't even tell you how
The fuck I'm still survivin'
All I know I'm runnin' out of dollars
Ridin' with a squad of coyotes and the master
Pull up on Kasim office
Hold that nigga hostage
Most of y'all won't dream of it
Y'all some fucking cowards
But how you claim to be the
Plug when you scared of power
She suck me when she fuck me
I can only hears devours


Tryna talk with stuffed throat
Yo mama failed cause she allowed it
Whore from in London
Not the Atlanta music community
My cousin probably sold you dope
While my auntie taught you to read
Granddaddy kept a machete
My momma got her degree
My papa never bite his tongue
He unpopular when he speak
I ain't caught up in all the hoopla
That just serve to defeat the whole purpose
Of what I do when I'm doing me
A loopy Nubian maneuver through opportunity
Then come back and feed my fam like I'm good
It's for you to eat unruly

You already know my shit
It's the one I don't drive
Floating out here in these streets
Catching all the new insides
25 in the dirt they come all lice and dirty
25 in the dirt they come all lice and dirty

Is it misty here? Did you miss me dear?
Might've missed the up face with all
The balling and the cheers
But man this crisis mode, this black fan
This a rare rap
It's scrambled eggs on the wave caps
And red dots that wave back for you devils
They talking levels
Just trebles that trade back
If I die tomorrow
Promise you hit that 1-2 wave back
I know y'all don't want none, us over 21
Life outgrows in those suns
A late night with four nuns
Apologies but you can get the fuck
If you ain't digging us
There's bigger fish to gut, around by '96
I had to sort my shit and so I
Used to sit and miss the bus
Now I'm dug in them stick 'em ups
And stuffin' and bussin' in the truck
Like I'm smuggling is this anybody
Not really but really buddy
You talkin' Shangri-La well I'll show
You my city buddy
You talkin' genocide well I'll show
You my city buddy
Now the baby's walking around like how
Y'all left us in these buddies

You already know my shit
It's the one I don't drive
Floating out here in these streets
Catching all the new insides
25 in the dirt they come all lice and dirty
25 in the dirt they come all lice and dirty

Bitches goin' here hot boy but
I know he broke
Till I go into my sock drawer
Where I hold that dope
I just order me a house and
Car combo with some fries
Told the realtor hold the door, on the real
I'm focused bro
Rolling dope up in bible paper blow
Holy smokes
I am so high, I'm seeing doubles
I'm in serious trouble
That's if it's against the law
To clone The Pope, monster flow
Find a hole inside the beat, watch me go
Tone and poke
So it's only so, long so and so can go
He got it so
Body shit's a hobby, I do more than soap
Phonies seem to want me dead
You and I know you corn
You and I know I was born
You and I que you eat like
A horn on a pony head
You ain't watching movies
You are now viewing I
Like a optician, who is not, you a op
Like the opposition going public
With my sickness like I'm trying to drop the
Stock on my physician

You already know my shit
It's the one I don't drive
Floating out here in these streets
Catching all the new insides
25 in the dirt they come all lice and dirty
25 in the dirt they come all lice and dirty