EBK Jaaybo - I Am Nightingale lyrics

(Aye Ecko, turn it up) aye, look, look aye

Still posted on the Jay while
I'm rolling up his dead ass
Suckas tried to slide through the
And got his head smashed
On EBK I popped an opp before I made a song
Got the drop
Run inside his crib while he home alone
SouthEast Nightingale, home of the killers
Suckas making disses and ain't slid
I could never feel 'em
Gang of gorillas from my section
Bitch we breed apes
We just caught a sucka loafin' on the freeway

The sucka said he coulda had us
But he dropped his clip
Swear to god we touch a nigga
Flesh bеfore we dropped a diss
Rock up on a cornball
Likе what the problem is?
That face shot turned that nigga
To a college kid
Fuck is a scholarship? I was
On the block thuggin'
If he ain't in my videos
He wasn't block huggin'
It's hard to make some shit shake
When you ain't got nothin'
I can't vouch for shit that nigga did
Cause he ain't pop a sucka
Pop my brother if he
Fucking with the opposite if you a shooter
Brodie keep that shit anonymous
The politics ain't how they was
So shit I made my own
This fully switch it go frrumm
Crack that nigga skull
Tried to send a nigga home
Granny praying that I change
Convicted felon still ridin'
With another case
It's gon' be some sacrifices you
Gon' have to take
Is you gon' do it for yourself
Or do it for the gang
Aye, 'cause I been taking risks
Them niggas popped my brother up
I gotta take the trip
Casino died sum' years ago
And I'm still crying
But you can ask that nigga
Daughter, Jaaybo still slidin', aye
Pop door, I ain't ever scared of hoppin' out
The suckas text me trynna hoop
Pull up to the South
I'm in the Valley with the thugs
When the Seven Drive
I'm done funkin' with you niggas
Yall don't never slide! Aye, Nigga
I'm done funkin' with you niggas
Yall don't never slide! Nigga, aye

Still posted on the Jay while I'm
Rolling up his dead ass
Suckas tried to slide through the
And got his head smashed
On EBK I popped an opp before I made a song
Got the drop
Run inside his crib while he home alone
SouthEast Nightingale, home of the killers
Suckas making disses and ain't slid
I could never feel 'em
Gang of gorillas from my section
Bitch we breed apes
I just caught a sucka loafin' on the freeway