EA (feat. Poetic$extionz)
I really can't be late
I really can't be late
Can't be late
But I was in the game like EA
Like EA
And I had to run up on that money
Like a relay
I had to go and tell my brothers
Go and be safe
But they always replied
And they'd tell me
That they stay dangerous
I said I understand that shit
I speak they language
That shit is understood
Ain't got to do no explaining
A young nigga just out here maintaining
Elevating by the stairs
Lately I been feeling scared l
Looking in the rear view while driving
Cuz I be impaired
Sometimes I think about crashing out
Because some shit ain't fair
A lot of shit that's stuck up in my mind
When I be in the bed
First day I got the nineteen
Hit the gun shop
To fill it up with lead
Miss my brother Gotti he took a gunshot
To the fucking head
Swear that y'all don't know
How many tears a nigga really shed
I did it on my lonely
Wasn't m no one there to hold me
Watching out for the other side
When we all use to be homies
Kash told me focus on my cheddar
And fuck the police
Now my dog way up the jail
Eating hookups hitting feefees
I don't know how many niggas
I lost to these cold streets
I really can't be late
I really can't be late
Can't be late
But I was in the game like EA
Like EA
And I had to run up on that money
Like a relay
I had to go and tell my brothers
Go and be safe
But they always replied
And they'd tell me
That they stay dangerous
I said I understand that shit
I speak they language
That shit is understood
Ain't got to do no explaining
A young nigga just out here maintaining
I really can't be late
Can't be late
But I was in the game like EA
Like EA
And I had to run up on that money
Like a relay
I had to go and tell my brothers
Go and be safe
But they always replied
And they'd tell me
That they stay dangerous
I said I understand that shit
I speak they language
That shit is understood
Ain't got to do no explaining
A young nigga just out here maintaining
Elevating by the stairs
Lately I been feeling scared l
Looking in the rear view while driving
Cuz I be impaired
Sometimes I think about crashing out
Because some shit ain't fair
A lot of shit that's stuck up in my mind
When I be in the bed
First day I got the nineteen
Hit the gun shop
To fill it up with lead
Miss my brother Gotti he took a gunshot
To the fucking head
Swear that y'all don't know
How many tears a nigga really shed
I did it on my lonely
Wasn't m no one there to hold me
Watching out for the other side
When we all use to be homies
Kash told me focus on my cheddar
And fuck the police
Now my dog way up the jail
Eating hookups hitting feefees
I don't know how many niggas
I lost to these cold streets
I really can't be late
I really can't be late
Can't be late
But I was in the game like EA
Like EA
And I had to run up on that money
Like a relay
I had to go and tell my brothers
Go and be safe
But they always replied
And they'd tell me
That they stay dangerous
I said I understand that shit
I speak they language
That shit is understood
Ain't got to do no explaining
A young nigga just out here maintaining
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Writer(s): Jonathan Bell
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