Real Reason (Explicit)-EST Gee

Real Reason (Explicit)

歌手:EST Gee

时间:2021-07-21

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Real Reason (Explicit) - EST Gee

Lyrics by:George Stone III/Rai'Shaun Williams

Composed by:George Stone III/Rai'Shaun Williams

Section 8 just straight cooked this motherf**ker up

This the real reason why I think them n***as hatin' on me

I'm the one who make sure that that t-shirt get a face on it

I was servin' quarters

Turned to fifteen

Put an eight on it

You know I control my hood from Newburg Road to Naomi

I'm the one put platinum hits on opps

I put that Drac' on 'em

All them murders in my city

Police put my face on 'em

My heart full of slime

So they know I'll snake a fake homie

They post me online just for insurance

They put the jakes on me

Once you cross that line

It's a short time before you fly

From the island

I throw 55

Red Zone 'til I die

We face-to-face

You couldn't even look me in my eyes

N***a soft as pie

We load up and slide

Wait 'til he come outside

Show the sky

My whole life

I had it on my mind to make a million

I ain't need no n***a to help me wrap and send it

Just my sealer

They scared of me

Not scared for me

'Cause they know that I'm a thriller

Ain't no better feeling hoppin' out that whip and chasin' n***as

Ain't no better feeling thumbin' through that skrilla with some killers

It's like wakin' up and seein' the realest when you look in the mirror

This s**t mimic gettin' that call from shippers sayin' it's delivered

Or gettin' that call from lil' bro spinnin' say he ain't miss him

That he finished

War ain't civil

Better keep your pistol

I'ma make 'em miss you

Light a candle at the spot we hit you

Teddy bears and pictures

This the real reason why I think them n***as hatin' on me

I'm the one who make sure that that t-shirt get a face on it

I was servin' quarters

Turned to fifteen

Put an eight on it

You know I control my hood from Newburg Road to Naomi

I'm the one put platinum hits on opps

I put that Drac' on 'em

All them murders in my city

Police put my face on 'em

My heart full of slime

So they know I'll snake a fake homie

They post me online just for insurance

They put the jakes on me

You learn a lesson

I can teach you somethin'

Hope you see it comin'

Don't trust nothin'

Keep your yeek for comfort

They was screamin'

Woofin'

'Til I took a look

It wasn't nothin'

Sticks ain't s**t unless you seize the drummer

We all move as one to keep our weakness covered

N***a play

We dump 'em

Now I wonder what make n***as flaw

Why they wish me harm

When they switched

It ain't make me alarmed

7 62 park cars

I don't flinch 'cause I ain't scared at all

I only fear God

Chopper lettin' off like round of applause

Turn you to a star

I been hurt

So I keep up my guard

Bein' this way got me far

Before MacGyver died

He broke all of our hearts

DM big bro broad

He felt shame and he start backin' off

This just from us far

Should've kept us close

They wet his car

Thought it hurt

But I side with my dog

Red been cut him off

Red been cut him off

Red had been cut him off

Yeah

And that's the real reason why I think these n***as be hatin' on me

I'ma get him a t-shirt

Get a face on it

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