Eastbound ft. Push Keyz Lyrics

Whole lotta grains on the floor, we deadin' that SK gang

Yo, listen, my heart turned cold in the winter

snow (Haa)

Keep it real through the highs and lows

I don't got time for none of these hoes

Shit gets real, you don't even know (Nah)

And he catch a shot for droppin' the O (Grah)

Every day gotta do it for bro (Bro)

Feds on a hunt like how did they know

Dizz start geekin' and he got a pole (What?)

Ten toes on they block, blitz em YG hop out the whip tryna pitch one (Blitz, Grah)

I can name like a million victims

Free all my niggas locked down in the system (Free the guys)

And they say I'm the hottest nigga in the city (Like, what?)

Opp thot tell her up me a drizzy (Push Keyz)

Got me a mask and I got me a blicky (Like yo)

On they block got a opp gettin' jiggy

Yo, My gun get hot in the summer (It's hot)

Love the switch how it beat like a drummer (Grrttt)

Oh, your homie a pack? Bummer (Grah)

If I slide ima catch me another (Another)

He get dropped if he talk 'bout my brother (Haa)

Shots out the glock, leave his ass in the gutter

At his funeral shots at his mother

Leave his head stone cold, stunner (Bang)

Pull it back if you niggas ain't get that

If 1 die I'll send shots where the rest at

Fuck a vest cuz I'm givin' out head taps (Bosh)

Who's that tryna stand up bend back (Bend back)

Hold up driver I said spin 'round

Never mind, hop out, walk him down (Grah)

Yellow tape on his block chalk him out

Fuck the opps why they ain't talkin now?

Yo, and they be telling me "bro don't spin" (Nah)

Hit the stu so we all get rich

Like me and my niggas, we in it to win (No bap)

Lord forgive me, you know I do sins like

I lost bro and that shit doesn't sit right (Nah)

Free bro tryna hop out the whip like (Grah)

Them lil niggas don't know how to spin right Watch him fall on his face then we dip like (Bosh)

I'm in fashion, I bet ill still up it (Grah)

Amiri, white tee where I tuck it

Free MK, niggas thought he was bluffin' (Grah, grah bow)

What's a knife to a gun, nigga, nothin' (Nah)

Off a perc, tryna slide, I was buggin'

Empty clips right after I stuff it

Mixin' dead opps with grabba that's tumpin'

Five four, two five tryna slump him (Bow, bow bow)

Yo, lost bro, now I can't even sleep right (I can't)

Pop a perc and I don't even geek right (I don't)

Fucked up, I'm tryna heal (For real)

You don't know about the pain that I feel (You don't)

You don't know about the shit that I did (Nah)

I just crushed 2 years on a bid (No cap)

Ask around, get live, this ain't a joke, we slide (Grah, five)

Which Glock, Gen 5, Where we at, Eastside

They know about keyz, I been on it Beat out the whip, had him running like Sonic (Boom)

Giving out shots like it's tonic Switch out the Glock, ain't no duckin' and Dodging (Bang)

I put a opp in a coffin

All this opp pack in my lung got me coughing (Grtttt)

Yo, always put a 5 before a 4 I'm bussin' my gun if they kick in the door (Grah grah boom)

How much shells did we leave on the floor when we go to they block, I don't even know (I don't know)

On the RO, you can't move slow (You can't)

Is you driving or uppin' a pole (Bosh)

Know some niggas that took some souls

5 takeover, whole lotta those, bitch (Gang, Elvis)

(Free the risk takers and the pack makers nigga)

(SK gang, 5 takeover whole lotta those)

(When I say yo you better fuckin' listen)

(Bosh, bosh)