Real Original E

It's good, it's good. Ooh, Baby. It's good, it's good. Gold-8 and slow bunny sniffing coke plates. Watch her hit a line, got me thinking could She catch dates? Bought him by the poolside, Hanging out with Baby 8. I known him since he was thirteen, I told Him we gon' eat the cake. Me and Chase Plotting on the line 'bout some other things. It's hard to stay focused when you really from The streets. She get brackin' all in broad day From Ventro to Broadway. Got love in the Wagner selling dope in the Hallways. All my billi's know the billi's, fall love To the nine treys. Not that 6ix9ine shit, Shout outs Rills and Ray. I remember in the set hanging out with Braves When Lil A was alive and Lil Duck had Braids. I'm still rocking with the homies like ain't Shit changed. In my Johnny Blaze jacket, That's my rework merch. It ain't dropped yet, nigga, but you heard it Here first. This the red print, homie, Skipped and then cursed. It's word. Ayy, check it out though, I could Only be me, you know what I'm saying? P-W-S-T-L, you know what saying? Ain't no other, you know what I'm saying? There's only one, you can't duplicate it, you feel Me? Yeah. Real original though, You feel me? You hear that? This ain't your typical though. Okay. On Bond and West. I'm getting goosebumps after Viewing chains. I'm familiar with your name, I couldn't put a face. I can feel that money coming, I ain't braced For it. I ain't move no sucker shit, ain't Got no space for it. Too complacent, my play went through the roof, it's From the basement. I grew into my graces graciously. I need mines, no latency. I made a plate, they wasn't grateful. I ain't hard to find, it's just my kind, It don't embrace you. I'm 'bout to disconnect the cable. You lost the race soon as you tried it Right out the stable. I'm too thorough, had to jot about it on Another trip around the world. And with a world a nigga leaving, 'fore they See my face, just know the reputation, it precedes Me. It's hard work, but the game made easy. I'm thinking of a play to make a hundred K clean heat. And then I flee Scot-free, the blunt slow burning, But the mind moving mach three. Just because a bridge got burned, it don't stop Me. I'm live out here, they gotta me a Lot me. You are not me. And I want this good thing to last. It's good, ever, ever.