Team Eastside - Slow Down lyrics

Team Eastside, My nigga!
You know we living the fast life over here!
Momma told me to slow down cuz Im movin fast!
The plug started loving a nigga
Cuz Im movin fast!
In high school I used to brag
One used to cash
Naw nigga smart I counted up
And Im used to stash
When yall was spending four
Hunned on bad onions
I stashed halfs in my jacket
Had my class bumping
Now me and Johnny busting bows
To the last onion i do this for my niggas
That ain't neva had nothing
I guess I live the life
This lil niggas can't imagine
Or prolly can't when we
Was 14 feeling jagged
My auntie dropped cream Jag
With the soft seats
Always wanted to live the luxury life
So Im in the streets
You ain't know what is like
To live the last life?
You 'posed to live erryday
Like it's your last, right?
My nigga all I do is get it and pray
My family telling me I need to
Slow down but I can't

Pops keep telling me to slow it down!
So when Im riding with that
Work Ima slow it down
What you know about being flicked
Throwed out
Double back, pick it up when they go around
You just talking lil nigga you
Ain't sold a dime
Ion need no girlfriend, Just hold me down
How the fuck you out the way
And you in the way
Why the fuck you think they call me MIA
When niggas talking real shit you
Ain't get no play
You just telling sideline you
Ain't in no place shit real nigga real shit
Never say you want get
Caught then still snitch
Never change up same nigga never will switch
Never fall in love with a
Hoe get a real bitch
Fuck around be broke if I slow it up
Money coming too fast can't slow it up

How can I slow down
My people still struggling
How can I slow down my team still bubbling
Why would I slow down my nigga
I can be gone tomorrow
And if I hit the right
Lick I can ball tomorrow
This shit real life my nigga
This ain't enuff a soft
And I can't lie Im blessed I be thanking God
I wanna make it out my
Nigga I be thanking hard
Can't get my mind out of these
Fast hoes and fast cars, nigga!
So I chase this fast money
Angel on my shoulder thirty in the clip
Wish a nigga would tryna take my shit
Free my brother Elly got ten Im still sick
And if I was him i woulda did the same shit
Never will I ever would put
My trust into a bitch
And if she ain't got no hustle
And she ain't worth shit
Bitch Im going hard I ain't
Slowing down for shit!

Momma said slow it down
Cuz it's getting higher
She ain't tryna visit the 'spital or
See me in the box
Told'er Mom Im tryna make a
Killing Im just getting by
And if I get caught up in the
Act Ima just sit it out
Its hard for me to stop cuz at
First I ain't know where to start
Granny used to whip my ass but
I wanna whip the pot knew I had it in me I
Was watching when 6 apart
Grew up in the slums I ain't
Never had shit but heart
Started from the bottom but I
Wanted to hit the top
Buffs wasn't enough nigga I wanted
To get a watch seen it and I liked
Told my niggas Imma get it, watch!
So I gotta have it Imma
Hustle till I get enough
I ain't never learned shit I learned
To keep my mouth closed
Never let them fiends in
I learned to keep the spot closed
Family and my niggas
Ion give a fuck about hoes
Haters and groupies
I just give a fuck about pros nigga!