E3zY & Yuddadh Sounds - Back2Back

My brothers believe in me Fuck niggas be weaving me
Eazy pop up rock up on em squeeze it leave em sleep
Easily pressure get applied that's the creep in me
Middle of the city where the robbers and the killers eat
You ain't got no chemistry cuz you ain't never been through beef
You ain't never chase a bag chasers make his face a tag
Kill 'em out of love but he know I need that paper bad
Meanie showed me love and loyalty when I was breaking bad
Made me use my thinking cap trap and gotta make it stack
Honor in my heart ima shark and a thinking man
Standing on business like polygyny put my faith in that
Ima place the order once I see the way he bring it back
Stanley Holmes village made nigga ima different breed
Had to switch it up cuz I was stuck inside a killers dream
Lost soul stepping in the trench wit my heart froze
Car doors open than we pop out like we narcos
I got this money please don't piss me off
Put it on ya head than we gone get ya gone
Keep playing we be masked up at the funeral home
And everybody in that motherfucking funeral gone
I rep the gvng and yeah I love the squad
My brothers be my brothers you would think they be my mothers child
I'm in the Stu it's like it's rolling loud
Brodie in the cut rolling loud
Ima Stanley Holmes stepper midtown reper
18 in the pot bringing back extras
16 in this Glock on gvng I'll stretch ya
I've been getting money doing better doing better
I got a plug than I ran it up
I've been at this pace for like a couple months
These niggas fucking up and I ain't giving fronts
I burn it down myself and yeah I doubled up
Spin and bend ima get his friend if ion get with him
Get it in niggas playing games ima kill to win
Big stepper putting big pressure on the other side
Swear to god it's been 5 months and they ain't come outside
Fuck the industry they bout to let us in
I'm Popping on these beans just like some medicine
If niggas order beef than we can get it in
If we don't get at you than we gone kill ya friends
Money mission I got tunnel vision tryna cash out
Gunnas wit em that been running wit em since the trap house
Sucka nigga tryna pluck his homie just to have clout
Hood switching shit ain't been the same since they grabbed Clout

Written by:
Emanuel Williams, Justin Brown

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