Off Da Eddie Lyrics

Ever since a baby, I been a hustler I remember I was down bad and broke, had to get my money up

She said she gone ride with me, she better buckle up

I'd rather lose a fight than lose my life better knuckle up

I had three bands and lost it all, I was fuckin up

I got back on the grind, put money in crypto

Pockets gettin' fat as hell, call em Hungry Hippo

This bitch really think she sneaky as fuck, ain't talkin' tip-toe

What comes around, goes around, just like a hula hoop

It's crazy how she cheated on me, now I'm doggin' her too

I ain't love her anyway, I was in love with the blues

Ayy, no Diddy, but I love my Ben Franks

Had nothin', now I got pape, next is big bank

What the fuck is that smell? Oh, that's the big stank

I damn near lost my fuckin' mind, sippin' purple drank

I need to chill out on it, it made my head hurt

I'm a American, aint a Americaint, Imma put in the work

I'ma keep on grindin', get them diamonds out the dirt

I'm high and fly, chillin' with a bird it go chirp, chirp

Yeah, I'm chillin' with a Sparrow I'm back on my king shit call me a pharaoh

Y'all niggas lost sense of direction, y'all need some arrows

Yeah, go follow the golden path I'ma chef up in the stu, cookin' up on the lab

Yeah, like I'm Gordon Ramsay

Sticking to plan A, ain't no fuckin' plan B

I'm high as fuck off the eddie, barely can see

She was doin' tricks on OnlyFans, I'ma give her the D

Ha, I'm bullshittin', let's get back to the subject

Nigga, I'm always on the grind, I ain't even up yet

Made my money, work for me, not work for it, I love random cash

I turn the bag into a slave, I ain't chasin' no bag