EAsports (FREESTYLE) Lyrics

Ayy, chains around my neck cost your life savings

Try to stay humble cause I know life crazy

Just taught my son how to count out like ten

All my niggas family I ain't got friends

If you ain't walk with us you can't hop in

Ride around town in the drop Benz, yeah

My nigga told me don't stop keep going

Niggas hating I'm already knowing, yeah

Phone keep ringing like a hotline

My bitch wanna see me I ain't got time

Just got jet lag smoking zaza

Nigga I be high high

If a nigga play me he gon die die

Ain't gon get to tell his family bye bye

Nigga and that's on me

In the hood with the OG's

Drinking codeine my 40 got a 40

Glock 24 I call that bitch Kobe, yeah

Another Glock 23 I call that bitch Mike

Got it out the mud ain't having overnight

I'm still the type to put a Xanny in a Sprite

I'm still the type to put a 8th in the wood

Baby girl you know I'm really from the hood

And I'm tryna fuck get the pussy good

And I know it's wrong but it feel right

Been this way my whole goddamn life