URLtv, Goodz, Eazy The Block Captain - Goodz vs. Eazy The Block Captain lyrics

If I stay in my lane it's an easy drive
I just bought a 2022 X6
Shit, I'm just standin' here
Wonderin' what Eazy drive
I wanted the white with the red
Leather seats but I settled
For the peanut butter the outside
Like a glitter black
I know y'all like what the fuck
Am I goin' with this?
This is just a few of the things
I think about while these niggas rap
From the gate i never seen my account froze
This right here?
This right here is my "gettin'
Money in thе drought" pose
You know why I'm that nigga?
Cause, I take carе of my household
You know how I know he
Wasn't gettin' no money? (Why?)
Cause all the real bosses buy


Nice cars and rock gold
You are very new here
I bet every New Year's you make
Up a different clout goal
I will never believe a grown
Man with fucked up teeth!
This lil' Domino tooth nigga look like he
Could whistle with his mouth closed
He look scared I know
Well let me prepare my flow
Took off some years
They wanted The Animal back (Well here I go)
You see that? That's automatic, believe that
There's a force of habit
So I don't gotta cause static for feedback
I been the plug, and you will respect it
I guess y'all thought I left the block
Y'all feel neglected
Shit I was just gettin' some loot
But there's always Bluetooth
Even though you can't see me
Plugged in I'm still connected
What we talkin' about? Oh wait a minute
Y'all can't see he ain't street?
Cause all his drug talk to
Me is still in question
That's like askin' if I'm gettin' money
Y'all muhfuckas been seein' me for 13 years
Is that still a question? I've been a boss
Any worker get closer to God
He'll feel a blessin'
I gave samples out like a pop quiz
But, if the dope was bad the fiends
Died if they failed to test it
Drug talk huh? Hold on
Whatchu gon' tell me? You sold
Drugs to ya fam'?
You little dumb, stupid, dirty nigga
You ever just thought about just
Sellin' drugs with a plan?
I'm talkin' strength in ya team
From all the cash I got back from the
Drugs I done lent to the fiends
I stacked that for two years
And bought 20 vending machines
I wanna teach you somethin'
Gun Titles, they gon' keep you frontin'
Drug talk, struggle bars, jail stories
Look, look, every battle we see you comin'
It's fuckin' basic
You know what you standin' next to though?
Elevation when I made it off the block all
The dope boys threw a fuckin' celebration
Yeah, I'm talkin' crunch time wit' it
Battle rap is the only place
They'll try to take
Your success and make a punchline wit' it
Like, like
You know how much money I done made
Cause I had a cologne out?
So much, that money I could loan out
This my own route, I did it myself
You should try one
Slick Walks, you can't fit in
My shoes but huh, you can buy some
I got a feelin' I got a
Couple hundred million before I'm done
Struggle bars
When I was young we couldn't afford a car
Well it's ironic
That's where I get this drive from
Me bein' me? That's easy
I ain't gonna stand up here and rap
All aggressive for them to believe me
Nigga they believe me
Whatchu gon' tell me? You "street" geek?
Bullshit bullshit
You a real bitch, I really had a steel grip
You ain't never peeled shit
My shooters go through loops to drill shit
That's an obstacle murder
He ain't never had no real beef
That's Impossible Burger
I'm talkin' on creep
That long heat kept in arms reach
This shit I had was Beyond Beef
Calm demeanor, calm speech
That's why I hold a can' sturdy
Shit I'm a businessman but still
Get my hands dirty so in the same breath
If he creep he get his gang stretched
Cause my shooter will rock
A sneaker for cheap
But, I'd rather do it myself and Pay Less
I don't bang sets, I make checks
They mentioned us in the same breath
I'm like, "Man, that's a dang stretch"
This little nigga ain't in my lane yet
I remember I lost a hundred
Grams and was hurtin'
Came up a couple bands and the pain left
Shit, I just made $30, 000 in a storm
Well I guess that's a rain check
Go 'head, write your heart out
Stare at your pen i battle in $5
000 outfit's and never wear 'em again
I'm the fuckin' illest
When it's real you feel it
Before the Haymaker deal I
Really sealed and s (c) ent it
I gave work to little niggas like this
From dope to pills I lent it
For you and whoever you came with
It was the same shit
If y'all late on any payments on
That bill there will be interest
I'm tired of y'all comparin' me to workers
Against Rex he said he sold sheetrock
I would've made a couple bands
If it was cooked right
This has nothin' to do with rappin'
Me standin' up here next to
You don't even look right you the shook type
Wild scary
You know they say niggas with gaps is liars
Right?
Well where I'm from if you can't read a
Killer in silence then you gon' lie buried
(library) you ain't gotta say what's written
All over your face i got a challenge for you
Try to spit your next round without
Actually spittin' all over the place
Yukmouth

Aye Houston what up?
The Block Cap' finally made it nigga
It's me vers- man fuck that, let's
(Get straight into these payments nigga)
It's Money Making Mitch
Y'all call him Goodz, they call him Charles
Whatever we call him, ain't bul a bitch
No, no, this the bul who can't throw a punch
So he invested in some kicks
No, no, no, this the bul
Who buy and sell houses
But in his house he payin' rent
No, no, no, hold up
This the bul who 'posed to be the lady's man
But we ain't seen him around a chick
Y'all gotta make this make sense
Y'all let this nigga pop
Up after he disappear fuck this nigga
Okay, let's say he's Mr slick
He 'bout to take one "L" and no he's "sick"
Old hammer, WD on the 40 it's gettin' Slick
Ayo Smack
Yo he said I talk trap bars too much
As long as the "S" in
"SMACK" stands for "streets"
I will forever be able to speak my shit
Like coke come with a straw
Packaged together we were
Sellin' Pixie Sticks
Oh we 'bout to talk today
Cause when I start breakin' down Goodz
Bro it's laughter against X-Factor
Having priorities wasn't a factor
It wasn't bars about building your credit
You was a trapper
The first nigga on a Vlad interview to
Ever admit that he's just a rapper
This nigga's a hypocrite, ass backward
Let's talk about that element in your
Life cause that shit matter
Do we really know you nigga?
I mean for real
Ask y'all self cause I'm really me
Without battle rap bro
Where would you really be?
This nigga's so predictable dawg
I bet you do bars, money talk
Probably, I'm not from Philly, b
Not the who push grown man bars
And indulge in gossip like, "Silly me"
I mean
He already told y'all he never been to jail
Nobody see if he ever made a sale
Y'all niggas be killin' me
Meanwhile, I've been in a cell
Watchin' Fox with a nigga who had a Century
It get like that here
Believe him like what? I'll let
Him talk credit to y'all
We 'bout to talk about his credibility nigga
The way you be fraudin', bro I hate it
You hide the fact that you corny as shit so
You talk money that show
Me your mentality basic
It's somethin' off about this mothafucka
Hereand I can't shake it
Heard that lawsuit money you
Keep bragging about ain't it? Ain't it?
Somebody close to you told me
Your dad was Caucasian i said
"What? That's a good angle" I couldn't
Confirm it so I erased it
So let's just say you pussy, and if
You not all the way pussy
Then you show traces i had limitations
When I was on house arrest I
Put up a green screen
They thought that I went on vacation
This nigga trash
And if we let him pass that make me furious
It's like praying to God
The fact that we don't see him
Is what make us curious
He say little shit that
The street nigga's know
So it sound hood, no details though
Speakin' Spanish we don't understand it
That shit just sound good he so fuckin' ass
Bro I will break you into pieces
If you get me mad
I talkin' leg broke, arm broke
Now you can really say you bodied Cas'
(body cast) y'all think he smooth? I think
He's got some sass
All gay niggas is famous for sellin' swag
I'll grab a fully mag', do him bad
Trick or treat, I'll get Goody bagged
Five Heartbeats
I take over the stage if I gotta flash
Nigga you wasn't sent to fail, nigga I was
I thought all niggas was pussy until I went
To prison that's when I respect the male
(mail) you a J reid ass nigga
It's not ya thing, you just address it well
A fake nigga that went gold in the street
But what's in my record? Sales (sells)
Nigga stop sayin' that you beat a case
You got no fuckin' record
I wish I could nigga
To talk shit that you never
Done and get respect for
I wish I would nigga
When you'll literally be the first one
Go glorifying the hood nigga
Raheem, Sharif and Ricky
It's always a Good nigga
I don't know what he did to get to me
Nigga I'm the reaper
I talk different but I ain't a talker
You like to joke, you like bid
And I put in offers revolver, lift his shit
Broke it, 357, fix the shit
Now you gotta credit karma
Nigga you emotional, and you
Got a temper problem
You better control that
Cause you dealin' wit' a nigga who
Ain't scared to go back
So controllin' your emotions
You better master, or I will own that
Nigga I never even popped an Addy
But I know where you live if I stayed up
The bullet hit the car and go through
The paint then it's a lay up
He throw bottles at niggas
Ask the last nigga who played us
We exfoliated them
Erased everything and got a face rub
It's another ritual
Smack out here making human sacrifices
Switch devices
Beam on goods (Goodz) , we check the prices
Swift left then I hook a
Battle and get to writing (righting)
Red Dot til the I switch the lightin'
I sold crack, pills
Weed but I got more cake
When I bought the icin'
How'd I go from a 'Top Tier' song to battlin'
A top paid nigga as my steppin' stone?
Breast Cancer Awareness
I'm on your helmet 'til respect is shown
You know how many plays I fucked up
Because I gave my eX an O?

(Eazy runs it back 9 bars)

Do you really got money
Boy we will never know on Caffeine fraudin'
MGM Studios, bul be lyin'
(lion) before every show

(Eazy and Goodz start talking
And things almost escalate)

I'm sick and tired of this fake
Ass cloud you put yourself on
It was Dragonball Z or sell crack and
I had to pick a lo (Piccolo)
If I talk guns than I shot it
This body 'bout to be iconic
Y'all can have number one through ten
From 11 to 20 (I got it)
AHHHHHH!

I know one thing if nothing's true
He rap about the same shit
I don't know 'bout y'all but I
Want to see somethin' new
Me takin' this battle is probably
His biggest dream coming true
But the way you say "dickhead" with so much
Passionthat shit really really
Makes me uncomfortable please stop
That's gay
They smile in your face when they need props
But talk shit behind closed doors
That'll get Eaz' (eaves) dropped
He ain't in a war he insecure i mean
If you can see through all of the clout
Every time he smile or laugh he
Put his hands over his mouth
Before you sneak diss get your teeth fixed
You look like you go to the deli like
"Let me get a turkey and
Cheese on wheat BRICKS
For the SMACK Era, a lot of envy and hate
Wow all this drug talk and you can't
Afford to buy some veneers
Shit, at least if you did it'll
Go with the fake smiles and I blame y'all
Cause y'all the ones that make stars
But can't tell the difference between
Real and fake bars
Well here's some real ones
I've been about money
I'm talkin' I had so much work I
Couldn't wait for the drought money
Trap house, lopsided cause there's 200 bands
In the couch money eazy a worker
He'll be the first to try to
Get an ounce from me
Like, yeah I believe he sold drugs
But, it's a difference between sneaker
Money and house money
And who look like the house money?!
I play with bricks
Send my bitch on the road she went out for me
I seen situations get sick
When a snitch get a cold and they mouth runny
You a clout dummy
I wanted to immediately stop rappin'
When I heard y'all dumb niggas believin' a
Nigga named "Eazy The Block Captain"
Eazy The Block Captain? Son a fraud
If that's the case I might as well
Name myself "Goodz The Corner Lord"
See how corny that shit sound?
Like go 'head, go tell the cops everything
Since you so unstoppable
I don't know 'bout y'all but when I
Used to get doe it was limbo
I thought the object of the game was
To stay as low as possible
The Block Cap' finally made it-
And I'm more than fine with seeing
How far he made it but in every round he
Just glorifying being incarcerated
I won't take your bluff
This where y'all rookies begin to fail
Nigga bein' locked up don't make you tough
I know fiends and pussy niggas
Who been to jail
(Goodz stops rapping to finish his drink and
Pulls out a gallon of Henny)

All these niggas with this struggle raps
Well nigga I ain't strugglin'
And you can miss me with all this hustle rap
Cause at this point in ya life
Nigga you shouldn't be hustlin'
When I was outside the crack was 25 a gram
I was crushin' 'em
You know what's better than that?
I made 250 grand last year legally
Now that's bubblin'
Now you mean to tell me you
Was sellin' crack in 2021?
That's where you got all this money from?
But still wear sweatpants and t-shirts to
Every battle you fuckin' bum
This Louie suit I got on now is a 1 of 1
He ain't never laid next to a bad bitch
Playin' with her pussy while she moan
You ignorin' her checkin' your
Investments on your phone like, like
"Fuck that bitch i'd rather
Watch this money come (cum) "
$30, 000 is my loose change
I've been ballin' since 2 on 2 games
So much I'm gettin' sick of this ballin'
I'm feelin' like fuckin' Jordan
In the Flu Game
If you wanna keep it hood let's keep it hood
But, I just showed y'all
The difference between
(good and bein' Goodz)

Yo, y'all see aura i see a typical nigga
I mean, he give me like "only child" vibes
Spoiled, never had to fend for hisself
I mean cause he brag about takin' care of his
Kids and having a car and paying bills
The whole time I thought that
Was called "being an adult"
Nigga am I missin' somethin'?
Cause what could you teach me that
I don't know for sure?
I mean, I apricate you taking care of your
Young, but what you do for one nigga
I do for four i'm talkin' Jody
That's three girls in my life and a baby boy
And I don't ask for no rewards and no awards
From the struggle stories I tell y'all
They feet touch the ground but they
Back never touched the floor
I'm talkin' "Dad, dad
Dad" can turn to "leave me alone" "stop" sure
I mean the ops up two points it only take
One shot for me to even the score
Is that "grown man bars" enough for you?
If it is I got more bro let me ask this
How you top tier when you don't got no quotes
No classics? No Battle Of The Years
So what's the point of bein' Goodz if
Bein' good is just bein' average?
I mean if we wanted to listen to
Fat GQ we can go to fashion
Nigga get Hollywood and forgot that
Doors is still "all access"
How Mr cocky gon' call me "cocky"?
Like I can't pop my shit
You know I went to school for business
Right bro? I know a lot of shit
The first thing in business is
You find a name for
Your product so your customer's
Gonna buy your shit
That's when I figured out that
He was not together cause, I was like
"What grown ass man sat down and said
They want to smell like chocolate leather?"
I'm like, "Slick caps? That's a hat?" Yo
This bul is trippin'
Them Slick Walks a lil' meta but anybody
Walkin' in his shoes is trippin'
I mean, why would we listen to you?
When you been in game 15 years and two
Years ago you just start sellin' merch?
Bro that's not the mind of a hustler
I would've got to pushin' when I
Seen Hollow did it first
But all that boss talk though, that catch ya
I'm callin' a fast one
We already allowed you call
Your cologne "Gentleman's
30" and you never had one
Is somebody gonna tell this nigga that we
Don't care how much money he gettin'
We don't care what he's spendin'
We don't care, we don't care
We don't care nigga if you not 'bout
To tell me how to get it i mean
I'm over 30 so I understand the
Dialog of what you spittin'
That doesn't stop you from a home invasion
If then it's just business
Aim a little fucked up
Told myself, "I'm gonna get Good"
Shit I spoke it into existence
Only way a boss take a trap to
School is you gotta add a mission
I mean if you listen closely you can hear it
It's smoke and mirrors façade, no insurance
All his drug bars generic
I mean his slow flow boring me
I let his ego play hisself
And I played it accordingly
Through cameras inside his crib we
Start checkin' out for insecurities
This shit is staged
He don't take the hottest new nigga
He get done writing first
Tell this nigga he ready and
Battle niggas in his lane
Even one rounders with JEFF' and
Gauge he did the same
No real contributions to the game
Only reason you on Caffeine cause they
Up and you gettin' paid
Never seen you at We Go Hard
Events back in the day
I was there more than you and
You live out that way
Nigga I told Troy, I said "I'ma help ya
After I put hands on my
Hands on the vet', please
Don't give Da Animal shelter"
Let's put a pin in that let me finish that
I keep hearin' the word
"neutralize" fuck this is, men In Black?
Nigga I'm just misunderstood
Drivin' packs in a Honda '88
That was The Little Engine That Could
Nigga I'm great motherfucka!
Of course I'ma gonna in front of Goodz
Nigga it's the ambiance and shit
His superpower
Sayin' wack shit and look confident as shit
Oh, and that dumb ass cup in his
Hand lookin' like a dickhead and shit
Nigga I'm tired
I ain't no hater, that's how y'all end up
I'll praise a nigga by
Pickin' somethin' big up lift up
Take everything if I put this stick up
We slide, like it's holiday time
Shit get lit up
Last time they pulled my cards
They played 52 Pick Up
Nigga, let's talk about that Jimz situation
Bullshit! Bullshit!
Bullshit bullshit bullshit bullshit!
He would've been like
"Swear to God on what?"
I would've got to talkin' stupid
I would've said
"Swear to God on your daughter and
Put some bark into it"
Cause this right hand got some spark into it
So when you would've flinched
I would've stepped
He thought he was slick and
You would've walked into it"
I would've been in ya mitt
Like what you into
You catched that nigga cause
You thought he wasn't
A threat and that's a bitch move
Our situation would've been like them Slick
Walks look like gym shoes
To me puttin' you in Jimz shoes
Nigga you thought you was gonna cook me?
Imagine puttin' your daughter in
Ya contract for years
Then had one altercation and her peers
Still say her daddy's "pussy"
Nigga we don't show guns, we kill wit' it
NFL, before we play
We clap and hit the field wit' it
Big ass gun, I'm talkin' deal wit' it
I'm thinkin' BBL, tape on the shoulder
This bitch feel different
I told Roc to bring his
Bitch we yellow tapin' him
Sunbeam on the Glock and melanating him
All this chain he see the
Massacre we Leatherfacing him
Nigga ran off with one Dot
And we elevated him it's Gutta man

I really got my own sneaker
I'ma say it again
I really got my own sneaker
Yeah, I came a long way from sellin' crack
This shit taught me it's a
Difference between fans and supporters
And that's a fact
So I just wanna say "thank you"
And this ain't what y'all wanna
Hear bein' on SMACK
But this is just a few more
Things I think about while y'all
(niggas rap) i still don't hear you
Scream in a nigga face outside battle
Rap? You wouldn't dare to
Them lines about your Glock 40 and cop
Stories should've been in your rearview
I bet your bitch dread watchin' you twist
Those pigtails but you don't hear Du
(hairdo)
You know what the drug game taught me?
The art of business
I mastered that from a capsule
You talk different, I live different
Nigga there's about $40, 000 on my wrist
You just now gettin' half of
That for a battle
Nigga you talk different I live different
Cannabis company
Your connect prolly get weed from us
I'm in a different car each summer
All from home
I got four colognes doin' Creed numbers

Talk about my cologne I did 150 K, let's talk

You talk different I live different
Your big homies in rap respect me
But the talk is different
Cause you spoke to P chess spoke to Beasley
Nigga I speak to Smack directly
This is brick talk
You can't compare that to these lil' grams
Then you went and made yourself Gun Titles
Nigga you somebody's little man's little man
But, you supposed to eat witcha
Team that's how it work, right?
So I guess you use those fucked up
Ass teeth to help Surf bite
I'm tired of y'all comparin' me to workers!
Stop it, look at the income
Real bosses make they own crew
They do not get put in one!
They don't wanna hear that though
But it's all the same
Don't most pussy niggas join a gang?
Look you a dweeb
But these dumb niggas believe you
Your boss a pretend gangsta and you
Front bigger than he do
In battle rap you can hide behind ya rhymes
You don't really want niggas to see you
I got a million get money drug stories
But, I'd rather tell y'all how
I start gettin' it legal
I used to walk on stage and make
It feel like a drug block
Then I traded it in them drugs for stock
That's ill, right?
Drug war shootouts, I really had real fights
Back when I told Suge, "Tap my pockets i want
You to see what some real money feels like
" that was immature Goodz
I used to wild on my blessings
Now I only walk around with
About $100 in my pocket
But in my wallet I got about $100
000 in credit i'm a real get money nigga!
You know how they treat you when
You got a Platinum American Express?
Shit, I used to whole sale weed
Huh, now I just let my cards
Open doors like hotel keys
I'm a real get money nigga
You know how much I seen
From the grams I touched?
Nigga, fix your posture
You don't even stand like us
This shit backwards now
You know the real niggas is losin' homie
When you got a cornball sayin' that
A nigga that's cool is corny hold on
I guess me wearin' all these jewels is corny
I guess a young black man with
His own shoes is corny wait a minute
I guess a jail nigga who ain't
Learn from his penalties ain't corny
I guess a grown man who
Call himself "Himothy" ain't corny
I guess a nigga named
"Eazy The Block Captain" with
No workers ain't corny hold on
I guess a nigga who claim to be a boss but
Stay with a bitch who fucked
His co-workers ain' corny
Y'all battle rap fans like
"Of course but he's still nice"
My nigga, but any nigga from the
Streets know ya bitch a hoe
You lost in real life i say real shit!
Wait, wait
Didn't you put your hands on her at an event?
You be on that?
Do you think cause you throw punches
On SMACK we condone that? Like, like
You think being locked up mad
Times make you tough? You gotta prove it
Being locked up a bunch of
Times don't mean you tough
It mean you stupid
While you was back and forth to jail
I took my blessings with every scar
But from getting locked up mad times
You ain't learn nothin' though?
Didn't you say it was a lesson in every bar?
And I was happy when he made it on TV
I was happy
Then I started to lose respect for bro
He had me all excited to watch the shit
And he was only on two episodes back to back
Hey hold on
Somebody tell Peacock I want my $799 back
I'm a cheap nigga
Plus, I grew up off the real Fresh Prince
Bel-Air ain't nothin' but cheap liquor
So keep actin' live like that's what's up
And for them guys you strappin' up
And just like that role you played then
You gon' die for actin' tough
Buck 50 bubble his face and his skin
If I don't like him, that's when the trouble
(waiting to begin) suffocate him 'til he
(pass out) and
(Suffocate him again)
They say "Why Goodz always
Drinkin' when he battle?"
(Celebratin' a win)

Ayo, I'm livin' the life of
A movie that's green lit
When the work was bad and we still
Profit of it we thank Jesus i mean
We done had so much work that we
Done bagged up half the rice
Flights on hopper, we had to freeze it
But nah, nah, nah, we can't talk
To you like that though
So let's not do that
Wasn't you just arguin' with Surf about money
And he made you prove that?
Didn't you just post your appraisal
For jewelry on Instagram?
Didn't you inbox Collie your bank statements?
Dawg, what street nigga would do that?
He been gaslighting y'all this whole time
All he do is throw shade think about it
It was Cassidy and ciphers back in the day
And now it's Surf with the chains
Niggas start hatin' on me
'bout bein' in movies
He's a narcissist and a lame
Tell y'all that it's slick talk
Ain't nothin' slick about hate
He's a fuckin' cornball for real
This cannot be our poster boy for money
I will not have it he don't even talk money
Right for real y'all, he a Cat Fish
I mean, right message, wrong messager
He got it backwards
Cause niggas that really got money money
They don't keep talkin' 'bout they status
Niggas that try to convince
Me they got money
I be thinkin' that they be cappin'
See that's aura
We should that you got it without
You tellin' us you have it
But, you keep talkin' this
Presence shit though
When the fuck you gonna
Start bein' spectacular?
You tryin' to convince me or
You you got money nigga? When the fuck is it
Gonna start feelin' regular?
You attention-seeking ass old head
You an impostor yeah money attract money
You know what else attract
Money nigga? Robbers
What be goin' through y'all
Motherfuckin' heads? Besides dyin'
You out here talkin' 'bout "buy my bullet"
Cause you out here false advertisin'?
Nigga I will forever never hold my tongue
It's 250 this and 80K that and y'all
Gon' be suprised if Good die young
I'm givin' you the facts bul
Out here tryin' to look cool and shit
Givin' up information ain't nobody
Fuckin' ask for
I don't even know why, y'all like this nigga
He not even believable
He got some assertiveness
He like, "Seven streams of income", yeah
Nigga I heard that shit
Then he also said he'd wear a designer
Shirt one time and never again
Do you want to be a millionaire or not
Cause that's called Engaging
In Stupid Purchases
I mean you almost got it, but
When it come to studying money
Bro you a stranger cause the million
Billion dollar niggas wear regular
Shirts and Wranglers
You don't even talk money right for real
Nigga it's up with me
This nigga be sayin' support
His black business
Talk down on black people wearing
A white person company
This nigga's a sucka for real
And I got more and shit
It's Gutta City every time I battle
This the first time you wore your shit
Nigga you'se a sucka
How y'all believe this nigga a boss nigga
He barely a street nigga
What street nigga let the world
Know his daughter his weakness
So they can step to her, checkin' her
All that money he supposed to have
So if he owe a debt they collectin' her
Nigga look slime
Allah not done with me, soul in the balance
Tryin' to battle the demons that took mine
Red dot in my pupil's eye, he look high
I done grinded all through high
School 'til I graduated
Brony, I even took that white
Girl to the prom
We can talk about real estate or silly bread
Usher in the coke and move a mountain
Last time I got real money, you right
Cops came and start flippin' houses
I mean this shit ain't fake
The packs like the abortion law
We got rid of the baby depending on the state
Nigga let's get back to this
Y'all let this dumb ass nigga talk
Down on y'all? Tragic shit
Did we forget a few years ago your
Face and neck was fat as shit
Nigga you a tapper
50 up, draw on him like The Massacre
It relate, illustrate
Y'all lettin' this nigga sell y'all character
I mean it was so Joe
To show Surf touchin' his chain
I said, "Look bro, he wanna steal ya spot
But he was so fast to
Tuck in that muthafucka though"
I say you want motherfuckas to know
That chain real or not
Nigga when they look at you they see money
What? They see you and see a pussy, nigga
They see me, papi store
Corner block come with it
If you not a motherfuckin' super
Stand and you don't die
I promise you the aura will not come wit' it
Nigga I'm a soldier a dollar and a dream
I turn quotes into quotas
I'm talkin' buy the trap house
Now it's "sell by owner" vegas numbers
What I got under gonna put us over
You know the difference between me and
You? Nigga it ain't hard
It ain't real if I ain't stamp it, it's a
(lesson in every bar)
I mean, when I say, "the talk is different"
That's authentic for me relating to them
I done slept in buildings that
Wasn't up to code, those places condemned
A near-death experience equaled I almost
Paid for my sin they let off some shots we
Got away from the ops
We stopped and breathed
That's how we celebrated our win
Nigga it's a lesson in every bar
Nigga reincarnation couldn't right this shit
Nigga my ops supposed to be hatin'
I just check to see who like the shit
Nigga I'm tired of my niggas gettin' buried
When my dawg (dog) died
To feel his presence we had
To Pet the Cemetery nigga I think you dirt
Last nigga that tried to sell me aura
It was church
Nigga had to beef over the internet
To find out his net worth
You'se a pussy for real
And closed caskets is the arrangement nigga
Take my ass back to-
You can't afford these payments nigga
It's Gutta 30