5AM On The Eastside Lyrics

I'm a money-counter king, a count it up cowboy she want a quick fling

She know that I'm a wild boy, know I'm a big thing

I still make time for her, I'm walking down the cheese

I had to wait in line for it

Rule number one, the game about its longevity

Locked in for life, that's a third-degree felony

Baby, how you play it? I'll be your Russell or your Bellamy

Watch out for these snakes, I see the envy and the jealousy

I seen this shit coming all along, the game be testing me

Gotta move right, but I'm still checking to the left of me

Blood, sweat and tears all done went into the recipe

Yeah, I ain't caught up in the hype shit, I'm just caught up in the equity

I'm like Hakeem in the post the way I shake back

Looking at them goddamn losses like, yeah, I ate that

Always been a stand-up nigga, I know they hate that

When you moving with the big fish, they like to bait that

They say Picasso used his colors, I'm just using my words

He say the chicken ain't enough, he pluck a feather off birds

And if the numbers make sense, we gonna agree to the terms

And they know my word good, so it ain't no concerns

You know me, I was schooled by them hard knocks

Mama told me, boy, you better go and you don't stop

OG say they moving goofy, know we gon' watch

My franchise like the Spurs, nigga, bet we all pop

Like extra, extra, read all about it

Tap into that nigga, turn yo one into a thousand

Trying to reach the top, but I'm still looking down the mountain

My cup stay full, you is talking to the fountain

I'm looking at Alayah and Jayce

I gotta get it up, looking at the safe in the bank

Like I can't get enough, focused on the pape

Hope they feel it, cause I can't get in touch

Focused on the pape

Hope they feel it, cause I just feel it rush

I was schooled by some stand up niggas

Believed in baby luck

If it ain't about me and mines

Then I don't give a fuck

Ain't touch the ball, all damn game

Think I'ma give it up

Nigga really come from survival

It's time to live it up

I was the one you called on whenever shit got tight

How you gon' leave me in the dark, but wanna be in the light

I'm pulling up every time don't care if it's day or it's night

You know them hits was kind of hard

but I was still ready to fight it, shit

My milk spilled

I ain't cry about it

I was buried in that dirt

Best believe I got a diamond out it

Nigga came too much sauce

Must be thousand island

Fell down a couple times, but I'm still climbing

Tell her hop up on the plane

She wanna change the climate

I'm only talking money

Niggas wanna change the topic

It's like an 8-ball steady moving out of pocket

I gotta move low, because they steady watching

Shit, wherever I'm at, you know the grass green

Flip it all goddamn day

My pockets trampoline, got this shit

Jumping out the gym like Zach Lavine

Smooth money getting nigga

Yeah, that's a bad breed

They ask me, do you want the love, or do you want the check

Unlike the money, spent the love, and I couldn't get it back

I miss my brother, miss my thug

Shit, I can't get him back

This shit got hard

It was a struggle, but I'm still intact

I got Margielas on my feet, Gucci on my wrist

I'm staring at my bezel

It look just like a brick

I get her what she want

She never throw a fit

I pass it to my dogs

I never throw a pick

We in the same boat, but, nigga, this a different wave

If I don't do nothing else, shit, I'm getting paid

Type of chicken nigga get, they think I'm raising cane

These niggas tender, niggas pussy, and these niggas lame

I learned to never hate the player

You got to love the game

And if you appreciate the strength, you got to love the pain

Because like they say, without it, tell me how you really gain

And if you ain't never came through then, how you really gang

How you really gang

Nigga, you ain't never came through then

How you really gang

Nigga, you ain't never came through tell me

How you really gang

Nigga never came through