Long Live Eric Breed
Long live Eric Reed
Tryna be on top of Indiana like Michigan
Midwest niggas gotta stick together
Nigga be back and forth from Chicago every other fucking day
Ayy, I might make ten grand this week
Imagine me at my peak
Smile on my face but inside I weep
Smile on my face but inside I weep
I might make ten grand this week
Imagine me at my peak
Smile on my face but inside I weep
The hustle continues nigga, the struggle mental
They shot my dog in the face nigga, fuck what you been through
You survived a hundred percent of what you been through
Word to Roxanne Shante list your credentials
Old biting ass niggas always chewing on a pencil
Got these people wood in your mouth, did I offend you
You'll always be, number two bitch I'm official
I can't stand when these niggas be rhyming about they pistols
I stand for peace, I try not to use my gun
But I let these loving hands give your throat a hug
You goat you thugs nigga, no dope you dud
Waiting for somebody important to show you love
Scared artist in your city gon' show you up
Thinking all the out of towners gon' blow you up
Staying clear of the niggas that know you suck
Needing drugs just to record you know you cluck
Ayy, I might make ten grand this week
Nigga, imagine me at my peak
Smile on my face but inside I weep
Smile on my face but inside I weep
I might make ten grand this week
Nigga, imagine me at my peak
Smile on my face but inside I weep
Smile on my face but inside I weep
Laugh now, cry later, I'm in grind mode
If you coming for the ride, better climb on
I ain't coming back once I'm gone
All these trap capping rappers getting fired on
If they making more money in a dope game
then why they trying to get out of it
And they focus on dollars, nigga, I think they counterfeit
See the difference between me and you
I'm focused on what I put in
You worry about what you get out of it
Until you get stuck in a situation
Realize that money ain't bout to buy your way out of it
That's why I be checking niggas that disrespecting Adrian
Cause I could die for some shit that he put my name in
I care more about hip hop than his music business
I care more about music than his rap shit
Look, I ain't no motherfucking starving artist
I started my own business so I can back this
I might make ten grand this week
Imagine me at my peak
Nigga, smile on my face but inside I weep
Smile on my face but inside I weep
I might make ten grand this week
Imagine me at my peak
Smile on my face but inside I weep
I said, smile on my face but inside I weep
Gotta pay the rap game for it, pay you
Some niggas go broke after they pay dues
Gotta pay for the beat and to record
You go pay for studio time or you go build yours
Now you need some artwork and you need promotion
It costs just to upload it and get the ball rolling
All for a song that niggas might not like
So when I hit the booth I make ten in one night
Niggas got the nerve to tell me what I should rap about
How it should sound and when I should put it out
Well, you might as well be me
Write rhymes and be a hip hoppin' MC
I ain't ask niggas for money, I just wanted some advice
Look, they couldn't even give me that
Peep, see all these niggas is alike
They'll watch you fuck up and tell you that you doing right
Look, I might make ten grand this week
Imagine me at my peak
Niggas smile on my face but inside I weep
Smile on my face but inside I weep
I might make ten grand this week
Imagine me at my peak
Niggas smile on my face but inside I weep
Smile on my face but inside I weep
Tryna be on top of Indiana like Michigan
Midwest niggas gotta stick together
Nigga be back and forth from Chicago every other fucking day
Ayy, I might make ten grand this week
Imagine me at my peak
Smile on my face but inside I weep
Smile on my face but inside I weep
I might make ten grand this week
Imagine me at my peak
Smile on my face but inside I weep
The hustle continues nigga, the struggle mental
They shot my dog in the face nigga, fuck what you been through
You survived a hundred percent of what you been through
Word to Roxanne Shante list your credentials
Old biting ass niggas always chewing on a pencil
Got these people wood in your mouth, did I offend you
You'll always be, number two bitch I'm official
I can't stand when these niggas be rhyming about they pistols
I stand for peace, I try not to use my gun
But I let these loving hands give your throat a hug
You goat you thugs nigga, no dope you dud
Waiting for somebody important to show you love
Scared artist in your city gon' show you up
Thinking all the out of towners gon' blow you up
Staying clear of the niggas that know you suck
Needing drugs just to record you know you cluck
Ayy, I might make ten grand this week
Nigga, imagine me at my peak
Smile on my face but inside I weep
Smile on my face but inside I weep
I might make ten grand this week
Nigga, imagine me at my peak
Smile on my face but inside I weep
Smile on my face but inside I weep
Laugh now, cry later, I'm in grind mode
If you coming for the ride, better climb on
I ain't coming back once I'm gone
All these trap capping rappers getting fired on
If they making more money in a dope game
then why they trying to get out of it
And they focus on dollars, nigga, I think they counterfeit
See the difference between me and you
I'm focused on what I put in
You worry about what you get out of it
Until you get stuck in a situation
Realize that money ain't bout to buy your way out of it
That's why I be checking niggas that disrespecting Adrian
Cause I could die for some shit that he put my name in
I care more about hip hop than his music business
I care more about music than his rap shit
Look, I ain't no motherfucking starving artist
I started my own business so I can back this
I might make ten grand this week
Imagine me at my peak
Nigga, smile on my face but inside I weep
Smile on my face but inside I weep
I might make ten grand this week
Imagine me at my peak
Smile on my face but inside I weep
I said, smile on my face but inside I weep
Gotta pay the rap game for it, pay you
Some niggas go broke after they pay dues
Gotta pay for the beat and to record
You go pay for studio time or you go build yours
Now you need some artwork and you need promotion
It costs just to upload it and get the ball rolling
All for a song that niggas might not like
So when I hit the booth I make ten in one night
Niggas got the nerve to tell me what I should rap about
How it should sound and when I should put it out
Well, you might as well be me
Write rhymes and be a hip hoppin' MC
I ain't ask niggas for money, I just wanted some advice
Look, they couldn't even give me that
Peep, see all these niggas is alike
They'll watch you fuck up and tell you that you doing right
Look, I might make ten grand this week
Imagine me at my peak
Niggas smile on my face but inside I weep
Smile on my face but inside I weep
I might make ten grand this week
Imagine me at my peak
Niggas smile on my face but inside I weep
Smile on my face but inside I weep
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Writer(s): Adrian Morgan
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