Looney Poon - Eastside Luv'

Naaaaaaa Naaaaaaaa Naaaaaaaaaaaaa
Naaaaaaa Naaaaaaaaa Naaaaaaaaaaaaa
Hoping this shit don't take me under
Fuck a season dawg I'm tryna ball a thousand summers
I put switches on my pipes I done fixed em' like a plummer
Will a nigga live to see the morning shit I wonder
Feelings bottled up I let it spill on the beat
But you might not understand cuz I'm too real for the weak
I packed some extra hallows with me for the steel that I keep
He got hit up in his whip brain on the wheel and the seat
It's a shame crazy how they left me out ta dry but that's the game
Crazy how they went counted me out I overcame
I'm plugged in Indiana my migo by Notre Dame
You gotta watch the temp when you cookin' turn up the flame
Yeah this the life that I chose hopefully I don't get locked
And spin my life in the hole park the whip and hit the lights
Because we dodgin' patrol it's like a nigga doing wrong to reach
A positive goal Now it aint shit like stretchin' work and makin'
Extras off them O's sold em' for the highs but went and copped em'
For the lows I aint tryna do no shows I'm tryna wrap some bows
I done went and found a lane I'm tryna put em' on the road
Bitch Imma E-A-S-T-S-I-D-E-N-I-G-G-A
When that luck gone I bet you I make a way
I told em' we well connected bitch from the 8 back to Gray
Bitch Imma E-A-S-T-S-I-D-E-N-I-G-G-A
Can't explain the shit we just a different breed huh
Bitch come cross Woodward we got what you need
Hold up stop for a second rep yo' side and yo section
What's yo favorite manufacture dawg glock or the wesson
How many times can you step on the dope that they testin'
Had to stop doin certain shit I was blockin' my blessings
Nigga I'm east raised but my hoes come from the other side
Right or wrong you know I'm riding if my brother slide
But you knew that send shots get a few back whole sale
Got em' in 16 go for 2 stacks nigga if you solid then the real
Ones gone embrace you keep yo circle small can't let these
Pussy niggas snake you they wanna trick you off the streets
Can't let em' take you the struggle make you stronger in the
End if it don't break you nigga
Bitch Imma E-A-S-T-S-I-D-E-N-I-G-G-A
When that luck gone I bet you I make a way
I told em' we well connected bitch from the 8 back to Gray
Bitch Imma E-A-S-T-S-I-D-E-N-I-G-G-A
Can't explain the shit we just a different breed huh
Bitch come cross Woodward we got what you need

Written by:
Da'Jon Riggins

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