E-Star - The Bad Guy (feat. Keez Corleone)

Living life, nigga you living dreams
Glizzy ready he heating the beam
Everyone on my team going crazy
When we see the opp
You know is on green
Drinking henny I'm not doing lean
Selling cookies to all of the feens
When I step in the party these bitches be wilding
They saying E-Star you so clean
Since kid I was chasing the green
Grandma saying I'm smelling like weed
Sorry nana but I been to stuck in hood
So my soul been to stuck to theses streets
Since kid I was chasing the green
Grandma saying I'm smelling like weed
Sorry nana but I been to stuck in hood
So my soul been to stuck to theses streets
Niggas is niggas and bitches is bitches
Don't compare me to none of these niggas
I'm with the winners we punching them digits
Talking that shit watch a body go missing
I can't recall cause I'm not with the snitching
Don't call my phone cuz cops gonna listen
Niggas be mad when they see me with bitches
Bro get a bag don't be talking like bitches
And I'm not with the spinning nun of that
I been running that check like a running back
Yea I'm sending them bullets like quarter back
I got two 20 with me that's a 40 pack
Put his head in that sink call he's shawty back
I'm no killer but please don't you come with that
Put his head in that sink call he's shawty back
I'm no killer but please don't you come with that
And I got a plan bro
Bandanna on my head and I'm moving like Rambo
Niggas don't understand bro
If you come to my block they gon leave you like sand bro
So yo what's the facts bro
If you talking that shit better move when I pac bro
And this 30 gon pac bro
When you see me with keez just know we don't cap bro
Living life, nigga you living dreams
Glizzy ready he heating the beam
Everyone on my team going crazy
When we see the opp
You know is on green
Drinking henny I'm not doing lean
Selling cookies to all of the feens
When I step in the party these bitches be wilding
They saying E-Star you so clean
Since kid I was chasing the green
Grandma saying I'm smelling like weed
Sorry nana but I been to stuck in hood
So my soul been to stuck to theses streets
Since kid I was chasing the green
Grandma saying I'm smelling like weed
Sorry nana but I been to stuck in hood
So my soul been to stuck to theses streets
Cuz I been thru so much
Take a second to focus
Lemme let back to it
Haters so bogus,
They said we never showed up
Then we spin back thru it
Already know what
We be on you provoke us issa get back booming
7Blocc be da strip that do it
Bet shit hot while you sit back cooling
You gotta watch whatchu say
Where we from better move smart can't be dumb
Just hit bro roll a spliff then I reup
Said I need 6 like three dunks
Streets got cold so I hadda turn da heat up
Swear I be fucking the beat up
You ain't gang then you can get a fea-ture, or next to Keez no Ali-cia
Got me feeling like don dada
Corleone top dog shotta
I ain't starving I hold guala
Got a problem Ima hold collars
No I don't need a handout
I just wanna make my own dollars
So I had to plan out cuz niggas act like we don't hold knowledge
And I could never give a hoe dollars less she sanctioned
I remember tryna go to college but I baited
Still feeling like the greatest
Ima skill it till I make It
Keep killing lyrics wit da patience
Yea they feel it but they hate It
I kwon real niggas gon debate it
If not I don't really give a fuck either way
I'm just tryna live it up everyday
Ima keep on making music anyway
I don't do this shit to make them feel a way
Use it as a tool to air out all my pain
Body every tune and say my brothers name
IKEY kof and thugga Know I love you gang
Living life, nigga you living dreams
Glizzy ready he heating the beam
Everyone on my team going crazy
When we see the opp
You know is on green
Drinking henny I'm not doing lean
Selling cookies to all of the feens
When I step in the party these bitches be wilding
They saying E-Star you so clean
Since kid I was chasing the green
Grandma saying I'm smelling like weed
Sorry nana but I been to stuck in hood
So my soul been to stuck to theses streets
Since kid I was chasing the green
Grandma saying I'm smelling like weed
Sorry nana but I been to stuck in hood
So my soul been to stuck to theses streets

Written by:
Eduardo Sepulveda

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